Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 411: Chapter 411

Laura said calmly, "Uncle Favian, don't worry. Laura will come to save you before you die. You can see how brave I was when I saved you at the last sight!"
Joshua:"...... "Thank you so much. You must come and don't be late!"
He said worriedly, "Don't be late, Meghan!"
The gangster next to him was speechless.
Phoenix thought, "Why is he like an old father who is worried about gains and losses. He's afraid that Laura won't come to save him."
Besides, does the real kidnapper have time to make phone calls?
Meanwhile, Laura called Jasper.
Jasper was in a specialty class. After the phone vibrated, he got up and went to the corridor with pleasure, "Laura, why did you call me today? Did you miss me?"
Laura shook her head and said, "Of course not! "Because Uncle Joshua was arrested, Zayn and I are now trapped in the hotel by our mentor for a pasta hacking test. We're going to save him after we get out of the hotel. Do you want to come with me?"
Jasper was surprised, "Uncle Joshua has been arrested? Didn't he always think of himself as the best and most agile? How can he be arrested?"
Laura was also surprised, "Yeah. He didn't even fight back in the surveillance camera. Now he calls me and tells me that he is arrested."
Jasper:"......"
He was silent for a moment and said, "If he called you to say that he had been kidnapped, is it because your mentors deliberately lied to you that he has been kidnapped in order to create a nervous atmosphere and continue to test your ability?"
Laura suddenly became vigilant. Did they lie to me? ?"
Tyler, who was in the surveillance camera of another room, suddenly felt a little guilty and touched his nose.
Jasper was not surprised and said, "Of course. No matter how stupid Uncle Favian is, he won't be kidnapped easily by them. If it were a real kidnap, you wouldn't be asked to go there. So there must be something wrong with this thing. But since it wasn't really a kidnapping, we can come back after the tutorial class. You should tell Uncle Favian to hold on for a while and ask him to save him at about 4 pm."
Laura nodded and said, "Okay. I know you are annoying me. Then take care of your class."
She hung up the phone and called Joshua slowly.
Joshua was still bragging to one of his subordinates, "You don't know that although my niece is young, she attaches great importance to friendship and righteousness. It is easy for her to worry about those around her. As long as someone around her has an accident, she will definitely be particularly nervous. If I have an accident today, maybe she is crying now!"
As he spoke, his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing who it was, Joshua smiled and said, "See? Did you call me?" She must be scared to cry."
The two gangsters looked at each other and waited curiously.
Joshua cleared her throat and answered the phone, pretending to be sad. "Laura, you're finally here to save me. The pasta is so dark here. I'm so scared!"
An ounce of his men shuddered as they watched him do this.
Joshua was so cold, scared and sad on the phone.
In fact, Joshua was sitting comfortably behind the car with a cigarette in her hand and legs crossed. She looked at the scenery in the distance with a hint of pride in her eyes, which obviously reflected what she was feeling at this moment.
Laura said slowly, "Uncle Favian, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry. I just called some boys and they finished the class at four o'clock. We will go to save you together. Please hold on!"
Joshua:"?"
Laura said in a childish voice, "That's it. I have to hang up."
Joshua:"? ?? ?? ?"
Wait!
He hasn't said anything yet!
Laura hung up the phone quickly.
Joshua held the phone in confusion. "She said she would come to save me after the tutorial class..."
One ounce of his men gasped and couldn't help reassuring him. "You are so miserable — no, she loves studying too much."
Joshua couldn't believe it. "But can study better than me? Can you beat me in study?"
Then he suddenly covered his head.
"Phoenix, are you okay?"
Joshua said bitterly, "I have something to do! I am now hypertensive heart disease myocardial infarction, brain peanut buzzing! "
Laura saved others by driving a Mercedes-Benz electric scooter.
As soon as he arrived, she asked him to wait for their tutorial class and come to save him after school!
What's wrong with him?!
What a sin!
Laura hummed and looked at Blade. "We're fine, right?"
Blade:"...... Maybe?"
Laura smiled and said, "Then I'll go play!"
Then she walked to the door and was ready to open it.
But the door was locked.
Blade stood behind her and smiled. "You have to find a way to get out of the pasta by yourself, or you won't be able to open this door."
Laura nodded, took off the room card in the pasta groove, and opened it to the door.
"Ring..."
She walked out easily.
Blade kept silent outside.
Tyler:"......"
Sebastian:"......"
D*mn it! Fortunately, they set up a lot of checkpoints. They forgot about the room card!
Laura called Zayn and said, "Zayn, I'm in the pasta now. Let's go save my Uncle Favian later. Anyway, we have nothing else to do now. Why don't we go for ice cream?"
Zayn didn't say anything. He closed the computer, walked to the door, took out his room card indifferently, opened the door, and calmly went out.
Favian:"......"
He took out his phone and said to Tyler, "Mr. Larson, your design makes us look stupid."
Tyler:"......"
Yeah, he thinks he's stupid too.
Laura saw Zayn at the end of the corridor and ran to him happily, "Zayn!"
Zayn walked slowly to her pasta. "You can only have a little ice cream."
She suddenly lost her spirit and pouted. "I'll pay for it myself, not you."
Zayn sneered, "God can't even give you money. You can only eat one ball of ice cream. Have you forgotten about your gastroenteritis last time?"
She hung her head in despair, like a little rabbit with its ears up and down, whispering, "I wouldn't have called you if I had known."
Zayn asked, "What did you say?"
She hurriedly smiled and waved her hand, "Nothing. Let's go have some delicious food one ounce at a time!"
Zayn had no choice but to take her hand and walk towards the stairs.
Suddenly, from the other side of the corridor came a woman's plea: "Please, Tent, let me see Mr. Wright! My mother is so ill that I can't do anything about it!
Laura stopped and dragged Zayn to the corner. She poked her head out to see the sound source.
A woman in old clothes, with her back bent and hands folded in front of her, kept begging: "I really have no choice. Let Sylas Wright see me, Tent!"