"It's just a dream, and often dreams are opposite to reality. Maybe Ivy is doing well now, just unable to find us because of certain reasons," Kyle Kinston comforted.
Is that so? Is it really so? But why did the dream just now feel so real, so real that it filled her heart with fear?
Even now, her body was still trembling.
"Don't overthink it," Kyle gently stroked Mabel Quinn's forehead. "Trust me, very soon we'll find Ivy, very soon! This time, I promise!"
Beside him, he already had some clues, and tonight, he had sent people to follow up on it. He believed they would have news before morning.
Kyle Kinston soothed Mabel back to sleep, watching her close her eyes and her breathing gradually become steady again, and he slightly let out a sigh of relief.
He hadn't yet told her that he had discovered that Ivy had been abducted, taken by a middle-aged woman who boarded a bus, and thus they missed Ivy.
