Chapter 2211: Chapter 2211

Skye Brown’s eyebrows slightly paused, a hint of surprise flickering through.

Santa Claus... Where in the world is there a Santa Claus?

"Just a really nice... um, uncle..." Little Molly Wellington remembered the agreement with her Daddy and dared not reveal his identity, quickly correcting herself at the crucial moment.

"That uncle is a Santa Claus who brought Molly delicious cakes and even some tasty cookies..."

But ever since Allen was discharged from the hospital, ’Santa Claus’ stopped appearing.

Just like he said, quietly protecting them from the shadows, really secretly, never appearing again.

Hearing Molly say this, Skye instinctively thought that Molly was talking about some white-bearded grandpa neighbor living nearby.

The people in the small town were very friendly; warm-hearted neighbors often baked cookies and cakes to bring to them.

Foreigners with big beards did look a lot like Santa Claus, no wonder Little Molly would misunderstand.

"Alright, of course, Molly can go and say hello to Santa Claus..." It’s good for children to be polite and grateful, as no one’s gifts should be taken for granted.

"Wait a moment, wait for mommy..."

Skye turned around and went to the kitchen, and soon came out with a beautifully wrapped small paper box for Little Molly.

It’s the kind of small paper box specifically for cakes.

Since she was about to leave, Skye specially baked several cakes, bought these small paper boxes to package them beautifully, and was preparing to give them to other neighbors to thank them for their long-time care.

"Take this to your Santa Claus and be sure to say thank you, be polite."

Skye handed over the well-packaged strawberry mousse cake to Molly.

Molly’s almond-shaped eyes brightened for a moment.

Daddy loves Mommy so much; he would definitely be delighted to receive a cake made by Mommy herself!

"Okay, Mommy." Molly nodded vigorously, "Molly is going now."

However, two hours passed, and Molly Wellington had not returned.

Initially, Skye thought Molly was kept back by hospitable neighbors.

The town was honest and simple, and crimes or violence were almost unheard of, so Skye was not worried at first.

But after another three hours, still having seen no sign of Molly, Skye finally couldn’t sit still any longer.

She asked the nanny granny to keep an eye on Little Allen for a while, and Skye went out, heading along the mountain road towards the not far mountainside villa.

That was the location Little Molly had pointed out to her today.

Along the way, Skye felt her eyelid twitching rapidly, a sense of unease.

Being a director, she naturally had seen many foreign suspense thrillers.

Originally feeling that the town was pure and very safe, images of ’Saw,’ ’Hannibal series’ suddenly flashed through Skye’s mind.

Skye couldn’t help but quicken her pace, utterly annoyed at this moment.

No matter how good the town’s law and order was, how simple the folks were, she shouldn’t have been so careless in letting a child just a few years old go to the mountain villa.

Even if busy packing, she should have accompanied Molly.

The more Skye blamed herself, the faster her steps were towards the mountain.

Until she came to the low wall of the mountainside villa and heard—her own daughter’s, sobbing cries.

"Molly..." Skye’s heart tightened, fearing something had happened to Molly, quickly running towards the source of the sound.

And as she rounded the low wall and came to the outside of the villa’s iron gate, what she saw was—