Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1789: Reincarnation of a playwright

Gilbert nodded in satisfaction, "Go ahead and pick."

He looked around at the hanging wedding dresses and picked out one of them and handed it to Yvette, "Go try it on, this one should be the right size."

"Okay." Yvette took it, turned around and went into the fitting room.

Not long after, the curtain of the fitting room was pulled open, Yvette came out with a shy face, turned in front of Gilbert, full of expectation, "Gilbert, what do you think?" Gilbert praised, "It's beautiful, it's like a fairy coming down to earth."

"Nasty." Yvette pouted.

Xara, who was listening, was sick to her stomach.

When I was with Gilbert before, how come I didn't replace him so uncomfortable?

She was too disgusted to listen to the pair's sulking.

Anyway, enough is enough to get the shot.

So, Xara put away her phone and left the bridal store directly.

At this time, the staff came back from Jeanne's dress, but they didn't see Xara's figure, so they frowned, where did she go?

From the bridal store, Xara looked back, clenched her palms, and her beautiful face was covered with a layer of ice.

"Blythe, when you and Gilbert get married, I'm going to be a bridesmaid, it's a deal."

The words Yvette said to her before she left the country seemed to ring in her ears.

At that time, she smiled happily and agreed, but she didn't expect that her so-called "good friend" was already hiding something bad.

Thinking about this, Xara's heart was filled with anger and resentment, and she was even more determined to give them a "big gift" when the time came. However, now is not the time to think about this, she must hurry back.

She had sneaked out today, and if that man saw anything wrong with her, her temporary shelter would be gone.

She hurried to the roadside and stopped a cab and gave an address.

Not the address of the villa, but the vicinity of the villa.

On the other hand, Solomon received the call and rushed back home.

"What the hell is going on here?" He asked the housekeeper with a sullen face.

The butler looked bitter, "Young master, I was busy in the backyard, and it was the maid who ran to tell me that Miss Xara was missing."

Solomon's eyebrows knitted slightly and ordered, "Call all the servants over."

"Yes."

The butler quickly called all the servants, "Who was watching Miss Xara at that time?"

"Me." A servant stood out with his head bowed, his voice a bit small, afraid of being scolded.

"How could Miss Xara be missing?"

Faced with the housekeeper's question, the maid's body trembled even more, and she couldn't even speak clearly, "I ... just went to the bathroom, and she disappeared." "I have explained a thousand times to keep an eye on the person, but still lost." The housekeeper could not help but be angry.

Solomon spoke in a light voice, "I don't mean to blame anyone, I just want to ask what's going on."

He knew that with Xara's current IQ of ten years old, it was hard for the servants to keep an eye on her.

"Pull up the surveillance." He turned his head to the housekeeper and said.

"Okay." The butler hurriedly led someone to transfer the surveillance.

Soon, the surveillance video was delivered to Solomon.

In the video, Xara seemed to be playing alone and ran out of the house without a second thought.

Solomon turned off the video, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said to the housekeeper, "She should still be around, probably lost, you take someone to look around." The butler nodded, "Yes."

The butler and the maids and bodyguards searched around the villa several times, but they couldn't replace anyone.

"Expand your search, make sure you replace the person, otherwise it will be very troublesome after dark."

Solomon had to go out himself and walk down the road up the hill, this is the villa area, usually apart from the vehicles going in and out, it is difficult to see a human figure. After an hour or so, a bodyguard finally shouted, "Is that Miss Xara?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and saw a slender figure slowly walking on the trail.

Xara had been walking for so long that her legs felt like they were filled with lead, and she couldn't help but regret that she shouldn't have asked the driver to park the car so far away. At the very least, it should have been parked closer to the villa.

Suddenly, she saw some people in front of her, and one of them looked familiar.

After seeing Solomon's figure, Xara had mixed feelings, but hurriedly collected her thoughts, pinched her thighs hard and ran over to him.

Closer, Solomon realized that her clothes were dirty, and there were even scrapes on her arms.

The little face was dirty, written with panic and helplessness.

"Brother, you finally came to me." Xara swooped over with tears of resignation.

Solomon held her shoulders with both hands, his dark eyes staring at her.

I don't know what's going on, but something doesn't feel right.

But the scrape on her arm was real, and her body was really dirty, so it didn't look like she was faking.

If she was faking it, she was definitely an actress reincarnated.

He did not say anything, Xara's heart was beating a drum, a little uneasy.

She bit her lip and said pitifully, "Brother, I want to go to you, but... but I don't know where you are." Sobbing while talking, so pitiful.

Solomon raised his hand and gently patted her back, "It's okay, no more crying."

His voice fell from overhead, Xara secretly relieved, sounded normal tone, should not replace anything.