Nightmare

There was a sea of flames before her eyes.

A ten-year-old girl yelled desperately, "Don't--"

She wanted to step back and save them, but the command echoing in her ears made her body froze in place.

"Live, Sweatheart... You must live... Run! Get out of here and never come back...!"

"Don't—" she cried.

The fire gradually spread and burned to the vegetation nearby.

In the direction where she was, the flames were shining every inch.

The fire was reflected in those bright and transparent eyes, and big teardrops kept rolling down.

"Run, Princess Tiana, Runnn!!!" The voice repeated as if controlling her body.

The firelight ignites the night.

Seeing that the fire was about to extend, she turned around abruptly and ran in the opposite direction.

The small figure shuttles through the jungle.

"Live... You must live! Run!!!"

.....

"Pretty aunt, wake up... wake up!" A milky voice tried to awaken Juliet, who was having a nightmare.

"Ahh!" Juliet shouted in fright and opened her eyes. She was out of breath. She wiped the bead of sweat off her forehead and tried to calm herself.

"That dream again, what is this all about?" she sighed.

After a while, Juliet, who woke up from a hangover, rubbed her painful temples and opened her eyes. The pair of her eyes caught a strange, cute baby with watermelon hairstyles, a round bun face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a sweet smile.

Juliet thought she was dreaming but didn't expect the other party to call her with a milky voice, "Pretty aunt, are you awake?" Instead, the natural voice burst into the cochlea, making Juliet sit up in shock.

She looked around in shock, she was in her own room, and then she looked at the five or six-year-old boy who came up next to her, the real touch proved to her--this is not a dream, it is real!

"You..." Juliet swallowed hard, "Who are you? How come you are at my house?"

She exclaimed, and in exchange, a little milk bag patted his stomach and answered her unexpected line, "Pretty aunty, JJ is hungry."

The deflated empty stomach cooperated with a grunt.

Juliet had a headache trying to remember.

Last night she was drunk at the bar, and then a few perverts came to entangle her. In a hurry, she smashed the bottle and shouted that the other party had a gun, and then she fled while panicking the crowd.

When she left the bar, she felt a little heavy, as if she had been filled with lead.

Looking down at her body which is still wearing yesterday's clothes, and a pair of fleshy little hands tugging at the corners of the skirt, she seemed to understand the source of the heavy feeling last night.

"You came back with me from the bar?" She wasn't sure.

The little boy called JJ nodded.

Seeing that he is only five or six years old and wearing a tiny suit that is out of tune with his age, Juliet can't help but despise, "How unreliable parents are to take such a small child to the bar."

"No, it was my uncle who took me there." JJ corrected her seriously, "I don't have a mommy, and my daddy only hangs out with men all day long."

Juliet was taken aback for a moment and then "pfft" laughed.

Suddenly she felt that this strange child was a little cute, and she reached out and tapped his little nose, "If your daddy only hangs out with men all day long, where did you come from?"

"I don't know, daddy doesn't want to say." The little milk bag was wronged, and there was another hungry grunt.

"I'll make something to eat. After eating, I will take you to the police station."

Juliet got up to wash, vaguely hearing the little milk bag behind him say, "No, the police will take the initiative to look for me here."

....

A simple sandwich served with hot milk.

Pushing all the messy cloth fragments on the table aside, Juliet made room for a meal with JJ face to face.

"Hurry up and eat. After eating, we will go to the police station. Your family must be in a hurry to find you." Juliet urged, taking a bite of the sandwich in one hand and touching the remote control with the other to turn on the TV.

The dark screen lights up, and the broadcast news attracts her attention.

The host in formal dress and leather shoes solemnly broadcasted a report.

"Last night, the little prince Jerome Carlton of the Carlton Empire was kidnapped. The police are intensively looking for the suspect."

When Juliet found that the person in the photo was exactly the same as the little milk bag in front of her, plus news content...

The sandwich in her hand fell unconsciously. Then, with difficulty, she swallowed the food in her mouth and asked him, "That little guy on TV... is it you?"

JJ nodded and smiled at her.

Juliet was struck by lightning. Before she could respond, a strong male voice came from outside the house through the loudspeaker.

"Listen to the kidnappers inside, you have been surrounded by the police! Now surrender yourself..."

The sudden development made Juliet stand up and rush to the door without hesitation, explaining the situation to the incoming person.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, she was greeted by several uniformed police officers, and everyone pointed their guns at her.

The picture is like a freeze-frame, and the atmosphere is tense.

Juliet's words surged into her throat, and she couldn't help but muffled when she met the sharp eyes outside the crowd.

She took a sharp breath, and her brain went blank.

The man standing behind the police, accompanied by a few black suit bodyguards, exudes a powerful aura that makes people feel oppressive.

Under the neat short hair, the eyebrows and eye contours are profound, the nose is like a peak, the jaw is tight, and the sharp eyes are like a knife, enough to slice people's hearts.

Juliet was stunned

Two police officers with guns stepped forward to hold her, and several others rushed into her house.

"Second Lord, Young Master is safe and sound." After confirmation, one person stepped forward to report the situation.

Standing outside the house, Justin Carlton didn't answer. Instead, his cold eyes swept over Juliet and looked at JJ inside the house.

He spits out three words, "Take her away."

Juliet, who was controlled, reacted, "You guys made a mistake. I'm not a kidnapper! This child and I, yesterday--"

Before she could finish her sentence, the police snapped, "Whatever your specific circumstances, come with us to the police station and explain there."

The two set up her body and were about to take her away.

"Let go of me!" Juliet struggled, but it didn't work at all.

At this moment, a small figure rushed out of the room and hugged her with his arms open.

"Pretty auntie, don't go!" JJ firmly hugged, hanging on her lap, "I don't want you to go. JJ doesn't allow you to go."

Facing the current situation, the two police officers looked at each other in embarrassment and looked at Justin in embarrassment. "Second Lord, the young master--"

Justin's eyes showed sharp sharpness. His tone was cold and ruthless, "Take them away, together."

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