"Eve has been kidnapped, I need to go there immediately!"
Carl's voice carried a hint of tension barely noticeable, and before he finished speaking, he turned and hurried toward the exit of the banquet hall.
"Carl!" Rainny White quickly grabbed his sleeve, her tone filled with 'worry,' but her eyes subtly glanced at her son beside her.
Little Sebastian pouted and hugged Carl's leg, looking up with grievance, "Daddy, you haven't helped me cut the cake yet..."
Carl paused, his brow furrowing tighter, just about to explain when Rainny White spoke first, her tone carrying a hint of well-timed skepticism, "Kidnapped? How could it be so coincidental?"
Her hand hanging by her side quietly clenched, but her face still remained gentle and composed, as if it were just a simple accident.
"Is Sister playing hide and seek with Daddy again?"
