Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

"Chay..lie" he pointed at his lips asking me to watch how he pronounce his name. Adorable and genius kid.

Chayi? Chaylie? Charlie?

Ahhhh, I get it now. He is having a hard time pronouncing his name.

"Charlie?" I asked being excited if I get it right this time.

"Yes" he gives me a thumbs up. I clapped my hands in happiness. He is having a hard time pronouncing the letter R.

"You need to eat your ice cream now Charlie. It's melting" I said to him. He looks at the ice cream and gulped.

"Thank Yow" he starts licking the ice cream now.

"Welcome" I patted his head and his hair is so soft. Woahh... I really want to take him home with me. He is so adorable and cute.

"Where's your parents? Are you with anyone" I try to look around but everyone is so busy in their own worlds.

"Missing" he calmly said still busy eating his ice cream.

He is missing? Is this kid serious?

"You are missing?" he just nods at me like it’s not a big deal.

What on earth is his parents doing? Did they even notice that their son is already missing by now? How irresponsible. Charlie here is patiently waiting for them. He is not even crying. What a very amazing child.

"I’ll help you find them, is that okay?" he nods again.

I am trying to figure what to do. Should I report this?

"Do you know where your parents are?" I asked and he did not reply. He is so busy eating and so I let him finished his ice cream first. I clean his hands with some wipes that I have in my small bag.

"My feets huwting. Cawwy me" he extends his arms and I guess he is asking me to carry him. Because he is so cute and handsome, I give him what he wants. I carry him and he is quite heavy. He snakes his little arms in my neck.

"Daddy. want daddy" he said while batting his long lashes at me.

"Okay, I will find him." I walk around to look and ask everyone if they know the child but everyone is saying no. I also ask one of the beach officials to help me find the parents of this kid. We stayed at the lifeguard stations for a while. The kid never let go of me. He sits in my lap and silently playing with his toy.

It's been an hour and nobody is still reporting and looking for a lost child. Charlie here is already crying.

"Daddy!" he is calling his dad. I don't know what to do to calm him. Gosh

"Shh, wait a little longer ok. We will find him. Come on hush now" I wipe his sweats and tears.

He is sweating for crying hard so I get my scrunchie in my bag to tie his long hair. I am combing his hair and try to fasten it with the scrunchie when I notice a lace on his neck. I curiously look at it. It's an identification card of the kid.

My heart starts pounding when I read it.

CHARLIE SEBASTIAN CAVELLI

3 YEARS OLD

CONTACT INFO: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

What a small world. And whose son is this boy?

Gosh......................

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