BONUS: Where's Cayden?

"What flavor would Cayden like? Vanilla or green tea? Or maybe, he has different taste from his parents,” Gabriella muttered as she looked at the colorful box of ice cream.

"Ah, I hope his stomach is okay. He can only taste the tip of a spoon if the choice is this much,” the woman thought before quickening her pace. She couldn't wait to see the Little Prince's happy face.

However, when her gaze fell on the bench, the curve of Gabriella's lips suddenly disappeared. She only saw a servant sitting there. With a pounding heart, the woman ran over while checking the surroundings.

"Lena, where's Cayden?" she sighed with ragged breaths.

Without any burden, the servant lowered the phone from her face. "Here."

In just an instant, the young girl's eyes opened wide. "Oh my gosh! Where is Young Master? A minute ago, the stroller was still here, Madam,” Lena exclaimed as she stood up.

Clutching her head, Gabriella forced the brain to st