Chapter 498

The reason why Alice did this was that she was waiting.

She waited for the young master to return from where he had disappeared.

Daniel couldn't help but look at Alice again. She was sleeping soundly, leaning on the back seat.

It was not easy for a woman to wait four years in her twenties.

Those who had previously said that she stayed by William for the sake of money all shut their mouths. Time was the best way to break the rumors. She used her waiting to slap the faces of many ignorant people, gaining more and more admiration.

There were many people who were willing to be a Cinderella, but after prince's lost, there were very few Cinderella were willing to wait for him.

The gallery was named "Home."

But more people call the gallery the Waiting Him Gallery.

Occasionally, the customers that came to the Gallery would say to Alice, "You will definitely wait for him."

Hearing this kind of words, Alice's mood would improve by a day, because she felt that getting blessings was a good thing.

"Alice, we have arrived."

After Daniel stopped the car, he gently called out to Alice.

Alice was sleeping soundly, upon hearing the voice, she opened her eyes and looked out the window, only to see that she had already arrived at the Gallery.

The gallery was shrouded in darkness so it was almost impossible to tell what was going on. There were only two rows of colorful glowing words on the glass door — "Hello, if you meet William or someone similar to him, please contact me."

The word shone brightly in the night sky, eyecatching.

Alice looked at the glass door, no one left any messages. Sometimes people would leave their numbers below, and sometimes people would write down where they met such people, and every time, she would personally run over there.

Then she returned with disappointment.

Alice retracted her gaze and looked at the two sleeping children beside her. She undid the safety chair and carried Holy inside.

The bodyguards sitting in the cars that they were riding on were all sent by the Cullens. Elizabeth was worried about the safety of her two children.

Opening the door, Alice carried Holy inside the gallery, which released a faint smell of ink.

"Miss.Kathy slept soundly."

Daniel carried Kathy as he walked behind her.

"They slept well enough. I can bring them to play at daybreak."

Alice said while smiling, and followed Daniel in, placing the two children in her bedroom.

She bought this house. In the front was the gallery, and back was her and Daniel's bedroom, as well as her studio and kitchen. It was very simple and concise.

After placing the two children down, Alice and Daniel walked out of the bedroom.

Daniel said to her, "Alice, they have already taken your room. Why don't you go to my room to sleep, I will make a bed."

Alice smiled and shook her head, "No, it's rare to be together with them for a week, so I can't wait to sleep with them."

She could not bear to miss a minute and a second.

"Fine."

Daniel understood Alice's feelings.

Alice raised her head and looked outside the glass door, only to see the bodyguards standing with their hands behind their back, defending in front of the door. Daniel said helplessly: "Looks like the business in the Gallery would be affected."

Anyone who saw the bodyguards in front of the gallery would not choose to enter.

"It's fine, just treat it as closing for a few days."

Alice was in a very good mood, and wasn't affected by any of this at all.

She reached out to close the glass door, but just as she was about to lock the door, she saw a white photo under the door with a few lines of words written on it.

Alice picked it up doubtfully, only to see a few lines of unfamiliar words on it.

[Hello, today I saw someone at the intersection of Phoenix-Road. I only caught a glimpse of his silhouette in a hurry. I wonder if he is the Mr.Cullen you are looking for, hoping to help you?]

It was another piece of news that had come from a kind-hearted person.

Alice immediately flipped the paper over.

It was a shot.

All sorts of people were walking at the crossroads. Everyone had their hands full, and a car was parked by the side of the road with its windows open.

A man sat inside the car, his face distorted by the blurry photo. Only his shoulders and the hand hanging on the window were clear, the hand slender and bony.

It was William's hand.

At least, it was a hand that was very similar to his own.

She remembered that this was the shape of his hand. It was very beautiful, very long and slender.

"Foster father, I'm going out!"

Alice took the photo and pulled open the glass door.

"Now? What time is it now? " Daniel looked at Alice in shock.

Alice raised the photo in her hand and said happily, "Someone has news on William, I will go check!"

With that, Alice rushed out.

"Alice, you ..." Daniel wanted to stop her, but Alice had already gotten on the car and drove away.

Daniel stood at the entrance of the Gallery and shook his head helplessly, letting out a long sigh.

It was always like this. As long as there was even a little bit of a clue, Alice would personally run over and investigate. She joyously go and reply in disappointment. There were even a few times when she met bad people and lost a lot of money. Even the Old Master and Madam were disappointed. Every time she saw some news, she would be excited, as though she would definitely be able to find it this time.

Three in the morning.

How could she possibly find the person at this time?

Forget it, let's just go. If she didn't go, then her heart wouldn't settle down.

Alice drove alone out of the Gallery, holding the photo with the clip in front of her.

A pair of slender white hands turned the steering wheel..

The road was always clear at night.

Phoenix Road.

Alice parked her car and looked ahead. In front of her was a large crossroads, it was extremely quiet, and there were no pedestrians. All the shops on the side of the road were closed, and only the neon lights were flashing.

Alice pushed the car door open, and when a cold wind blew, she immediately hugged onto her clothes.

So cold.

She looked around, took out the photo and compared it to the scene in front of her. Was the car parked there?

Alice walked forward until she reached the location of the picture. Had William ever been here before? What was he doing here, passing by, or something? Why hadn't he come to see her?

The light from the street lamps fell on her body, making her silhouette appear extremely lonely.

She turned her eyes and looked at the scene around her, imagining that she and William had appeared in the same scene before.

There was a cafe on the side of the road.

Alice walked over and looked through the window. Her eyes turned, could it be that he had come here to buy coffee?

She looked up and saw the monitor set up in the cafe. The camera was pointed right at the spot where the photo could be taken.

Great.

Alice smiled and sat on the stairs in front of the coffee shop. She looked at the photo in her hands and revealed a faint smile.

"Are you back?"

she asked.

Only the cold wind answered her.

"Why didn't you come to me?" Alice said to herself, "Lost your memory? Threatened by someone? Or was it for some other reason? I don't care. You're not allowed to lose your memories, otherwise I'll beat you to death."

Alice carefully examined the photo in her hand. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the person was William.

Would he pass through here in the middle of the night?

She sat quietly in front of the cafe and waited until dawn.

There were more pedestrians on the street.

Alice stood in front of the coffee shop and started peddling. The door of the coffee shop finally opened under the morning light.

She immediately walked in and walked towards a few waiters wearing dark blue aprons and white shirts. "Hello, excuse me. I want to see your CCTV for the past week."

"What?"

Hearing such a strange request, the waiters all looked at her in shock. Very quickly, someone recognized her and excitedly said, "You're that Alice! I know you! Are you still looking for your fiance?"

In China, especially in Shanghai, Alice was especially famous.

This fame came from her searching without stop.

In the past, when others saw her, they would always say that she was Mary's elder sister, the third party of the young master of the Cosmetics Kingdom, and William's girlfriend.

But now, when people saw her they would say that's the woman who looked for her husband.

Everyone knew that she loved William and she was looking for him.

"Yes, I'm still looking for him. This is the reason why I'm here."

Alice lowered her head to ask them to transfer the CCTV tapes to her.

It was easy for waiters to invite the manager, and the manager, upon hearing her request, transferred the tape over to her for a month, hoping to help her.

"Thank you."

Alice thanked them and turned to leave.

Her slender figure disappeared into the cafe, where the waiters with their rags and mops stood sighing in unison.

"I just watched the video. She waited in front of our shop in the middle of the night. She really can wait."

"I really hope that Mr.Cullen can come back and reunite with her as soon as possible. I don't know where I can find such a woman who loves her husband in this society."

"Do you think she will lose her mind?"

"I think she opened the gallery right across from the N.E Building. Everyone said it wasn't a gallery. It was a Watchstone."

"I remember that year, Mr.Cullen went missing on the eve of the new year, right?

It's been many years, has he already died?"

"Don't say that word! I'll cry, it's too hard to hear."

The waiter lamented the start of a new day.

Alice walked out of the cafe and looked at the photo. She walked back to the picture and looked at the people who were coming and going. Looking at their unfamiliar faces, she felt a sense of familiarity. Unfortunately, she couldn't find it.

It doesn't matter. She can find him, definitely.

She still had the video tape in her hands.

With that in mind, Alice turned and walked back to her own car. Once she left, an expensive commercial vehicle slowly drove over and stopped on the white line of parking.

The car window slowly rolled down, and a handsome face fell into the sunlight.

He looked down at the papers in his hands, unaware that a figure was moving away from him in the rear-view mirror.

Alice drove back to the Gallery and brought the breakfast she bought. There were quite a few bodyguards standing in front of the gallery. All of them had solemn expressions on their faces as they looked around in alert.