Mrs. Walton was really flustered now. She returned to her room and hurriedly shook Mr. Walton awake. "Get up! Get up!"
Unmovable, Mr. Walton rolled over and continued to sleep.
Mrs. Walton scolded him angrily, "Sleep, sleep, sleep! All you know is sleep! Mia is missing, do you know?!"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Walton opened his eyes with a whoosh and got up. "What? Mia's gone?"
Mrs. Walton was speechless. She cursed and went to various places to look for Amelia. There was no study on the third floor, no guest room, no home theater, no pool table, no under the table, no balcony on the fifth floor, no sunroom… Wait… Mrs. Walton suddenly looked up and saw five or six people lying on the roof. The smallest figure was Amelia. Who else could it be? She had a bamboo basket over her head!
