Since her child had disappeared, Alyssa did not have the mood to rest at all.

Furthermore, she was very sure that it was Emmett who had taken the child away.

She did not have any enemies in Sydney, and the people around her were all worked for Emmett. Other than Emmett, no one could take the child away when she had just given birth.

At the last moment, she was still immersed in the joy of being a mother. But when she woke up, she found that the child was gone.

Alyssa had a mental breakdown. "Emmett, I beg of you. Give my child back to me. She was just born a moment ago, and she is still so young… Please, give her back…"

Emmett had never seen Alyssa like this before.

Even if she had been bullied so much by the people of Moore family in the past, he had never seen her crying before.

Even though she was accused by the Lawrence Family as a murderer, and wronged by the whole world, she didn’t shed a single tear.

There was a rare flash of panic in his usually calm eyes.

After a long time, he finally regained his voice, "Alyssa, calm down and listen to me."

"I don't want to. I just want my child. I only want my daughter…" Alyssa shook her head and her tears fell like rain.

Emmett felt as if a fishbone had got stuck in his throat. He seemed to unable to say anything.

He did not take the child away. But the child was gone.

Alyssa cried so hard that she attracted the nurse.

"What's going on? Why are you crying when you just gave birth?"

Emmett looked up at the nurse. The nurse was so scared by his cold look that she quickly turned around and left.

Seeing her being so crazy, Emmett had no way but to ask the doctor to give Alyssa a tranquilizer, so she could fall asleep.

Alyssa was lying on the hospital bed. There were still tears on her face. Even though she was asleep, her brows were tightly knitted together.

Emmett reached out his hand and gently pressed it between her brows. Only when her knitted brows finally calmed down did he reach out to help her brush the hair on her face. He leaned over and kissed her forehead.


Alyssa's prepubescent period was actually... A week later, so he had calculated the time and arranged everything beforehand to come over in advance.

But he did not expect Alyssa to give birth a week earlier.

Knock, knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door, it was soft and regular sounds.

Emmett knew that the person who came was Frank.

He looked at Alyssa who was lying on the bed unconscious. Then he got up and walked outside.

Alyssa was staying in a high level ward and there was a small hall outside.

The person who came in was indeed Frank.

Before Emmett could say anything, Frank already said with a serious expression, "I have checked the child with a birthmark on the sole of her foot. It is indeed not the child of you and Mrs. Lawrence. I have checked all the newborn babies in this hospital that were born today but I did not find the child of you and Mrs. Lawrence.”

At the last few words, Frank's voice clearly became softer.

Emmett clenched his hands tightly. The force was so strong that the veins on the back of his hands bulged out.

Frank did not dare to say anything. He did not know what to say either.

After a while, Emmett asked in a gloomy voice, "What else did you find?"

Frank looked at Emmett and braced himself to tell him his guess. "I checked the surveillance cameras and didn’t find anyone suspicious. I suspect that your child was swapped and stolen by someone from the operating theater. In other words, there were people who had their eyes on Mrs. Lawrence and monitored her every move a long time ago."

He had investigated everything he could, and in the end, he could only think about the root of the problem.

Maybe it was in the operating theater that the child had been swapped and stolen by someone else.

The person who stole the child had deliberately used another child in the same hospital to change the child. His intention was very obvious. He wanted them to discover that their child had been stolen.

After Frank said that, he carefully paid attention to Emmett's reaction.

Emmett sat there without moving. His entire body was tense like a taut string, as if it could explode at any time.

However, Emmett did not smash anything, nor did he say anything.

He just got up and walked out.

Frank was a little worried about Emmett’s situation and went out with him.

When Frank was closing the door behind him, he heard a loud bang from the side.

Frank quickly turned his head and saw Emmett smashing his fist against the wall. The skin of his hand was broken, and blood was seeping out.

But it seemed like he did not feel any pain. He smashed his fist into the wall again and again.

"Mr. Lawrence."

Frank called out to him, and went forward, wanting to stop him.

But how could he stop the furious Emmett at this moment? His hand had just touched Emmett when he was thrown away by Emmett.

Emmett had practiced martial arts before. Being pushed by Emmett, Frank directly fell hard on the ground. There was a moment of pain that made him unable to move, so he simply laid on the ground.

In the past half a year, Emmett had been working like a machine. As Emmett's special assistant, he naturally did not stop to rest like a spiral.

He originally thought that Emmett and Alyssa would get along well when he came to Sydney with Emmett this time. This way, he could also have time to rest and live a better life.

However, he did not expect that not only did he not have a better life, but it would be even worse.

Until the day Alyssa was discharged from the hospital, she did not see her child again.
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