Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

"I don't know either. Let's wait for two days first. By the way, Mr. Carson, do you know anyone from the police station where you got the videotape from?"

"I'm just an ordinary person. How could I know the police? However, I used to help Master Franklin a lot in the past. Those police officers all know me."

"All of them know you? So if you go to the police station, those police officers will think that you're going to help Franklin...wait, no, they will think that you are going to help that person?"

Lauren was used to calling him Franklin, so it was very difficult for her to change her words.

Ben looked at Lauren through the mirror. Early this morning, Franklin had even called him to ask him about Lauren's arrangements for the day.

If he knew that Lauren was calling him "that person" now, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

He followed the navigation and took a turn, then he answered Lauren's question.

"That's right. Master Franklin's connections are very wide. When he asks someone to do something, everyone basically agrees."

Lauren narrowed her eyes and smiled. She nodded slowly. Anyone who was familiar with her would know that she was up to no good now.

"Mr. Carson, can you do me a favor?"

"If Miss Torres has anything to say, please feel free to say it. If I can do it, of course I'll do my best."

Ben thought to himself, 'If I can't do it, I'll tell Master Franklin, and he will be able to do it.'

"I feel like Auntie Yulia might not be the only one who has lost her child. If you can go to the police station and bring up the cases of children who have gone missing in recent years, there might be something in common!"

"This...this matter has to be kept from Master Franklin?"

Ben looked at Lauren in the mirror, who slowly nodded.

"O-okay."

There was nothing that Lauren could not do. If Ben did not agree, he would be the one to suffer in the end.

"Then I'll go get it done tonight."

"Okay, Mr. Carson, you're so kind! But we've agreed that we can't tell that person!"

Ben agreed repeatedly. If he couldn't tell Master Franklin about it, he could at least send a message, right?

Ben wasn't a "traitor" by choice. After all, Lauren was still very young. Although she wasn't adored by the Torres family, she was still the young daughter of the family. If anything were to happen to her, he would have to take responsibility.

For Lauren's safety, there was nothing he could do but to accept being called a "traitor".

When they arrived, the amusement park had not yet opened, but there was already a long queue at the entrance. Most of them were parents with lively children of all ages.

Star Dream Amusement Park had two parks. One was specially designed for children. The height of the amusement facilities and the level of excitement were all specially designed.

There were also many costumed performers walking around and letting children take pictures for free. There were Disney princesses, Transformers and many more. Of course, many children loved to come to this place to play.

The other park was for adults, featuring rollercoasters and the abyss turbo drop.

Although Lauren was the owner of this amusement park, she didn't want to attract too much attention, so she obediently stood at the end of the line.

The service here was very friendly. Staff members would give out small toys to calm down children, who were the main customers to the amusement park, as they were concerned that these children would get frustrated if they waited for too long.

This suggestion was proposed by Lauren.

At the front of the line, there were already two staff members wearing red hats and carrying many small windmills.

In front of Lauren was a girl who was about a head taller than her. Compared to Lauren's messy hair, this little girl's hairstyle was much more exquisite.

Not only did she have a beautiful braid, there were also many small clips on her braid. There was also a headband on top of her head. On the headband was a small diamond that glittered under the sun.

"It's so hot! Why do we have to wait so long!" The little girl complained to the adults beside her.

"Just wait a little longer, Beth. This place is ridiculous, why do they have to wait until ten o'clock to open? Can't they see that the queue is already so long?!"

The girl named Beth was wearing a lacy white dress and a pair of heels.

She looked like a child from a rich family.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Come here, child. I'll give you a small windmill. What color do you want?"

One of the staff walked in front of Beth and showed her windmills in several colors.

Beth frowned and ignored the staff. She kept fanning herself with the small fan in her right hand.

The adults beside her didn't respond either, and simply continued to fan Beth with the hats in their hands.