The CEO's Trio ~ Thirty-Six

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The police asked a lot of questions. They needed to know everything about Oliva, from her weight to her shoe size.

I found them rather silly questions, they weren't going to weigh every little girl that saw with blonde curly hair-- or look at the size of their feet for that matter.

After an hour or so we'd finally out together a missing poster. I'd always see them hanging inside shops, never thought that we'd be making one.

These posters were stuck everywhere, it didn't matter if the paparazzi got hold of them, all that mattered is that Olivia came back home safely.

Sebastian and I had called Savannah multiple times, informing her of Olivia's disappearance but each time it would just go to voicemail.

She had left early this morning without a single message of where she was going. Same with Audrianna, she'd told us her photoshoot finished at eleven a.m.

It was five and there was still no sign of her.

"That's the last of them," Police Officer Earl informed me, giving me a small smile "We've stuck them on everything possible."

"Thank you," I smiled gratefully, they weren't supposed to help but were doing it out of their own kindness. He returned the smile.

I glanced over to Molly, who was crying her eyes out and clinging to Sebastian like a lost puppy. He was gently patting her back, as she sobbed heavily.

I wondered if she was doing it for Sebastian's comfort or she was generally upset. It didn't matter either way, at least she was actually showing she cared.

I, on the other hand, had not shed a single tear. And that was the scary part about this.

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Lydia Gonzalez was definetly not what I'd expected her to be. Considering the fact that Mr Reynolds was leaving Savannah for her there had to be something special about her.

But in reality, there wasn't. She wasn't drop-dead gorgeous infact she just looked like a younger, more slimmer version of Savannah.

But then again, who was I to judge?

Sebastian and I exchanged confused glances as Mr Reynolds causally strolled into the house, with his arm wrapped around Lydia's waist.

The first words he said-- still not sure who they were directed at, were, "You are an idiot." No explanation, no nothing just those four words.

Sebastian frowned but didnt say anything, pulling the sleepimg Oliver closer to him.

Fear flashed through Lydia's eyes as she glances at me, clutching onto Mr Reynolds forearm even tighter.

What did I do?

"Father, Miss Gonzalez, thank you for coming," He greeted formally. Lydia smiled warmly at her.

"Please Sebastian, call me Lydia, as I'm going to call you Sebastian," Lydia smiled at Sebastian, detaching herself from Mr Reynolds and strolling over to Sebastian like they'd known each other for years. She placed a comforting hand on his chest and stared into his eyes.

Sebastian physically tensed and Mr Reynolds scowled.

"Tell me, Sebastian, are you single? I've always had a thing for single fathers," She questioned puckering her lips.

"Please, Miss Gonzalez, I am engaged," he glanced at me.

"To her?" She exclaimed aghast.

"No-- but it doesn't concern you who I'm engaged to. My daughter is currently missing and that is all that matters." He removed her hand from his chest and looked down at her in disgust, before turning and leaving the room.

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I sat on the couch bottlefeeding Olive, who refused to nap even though I had tried everything. She clutched onto the bottle while I held her close to my chest.

Lydia came and plopped down on the same coach as me, but kept at a far distance.

I don't know what her problem is...?

"You're the nanny right?" She asked clutching her handbag tightly. -_-

This b!tch thought I was gonna steal something...

"Er.. yeah," I replied sounding unsure.

"Wow, I'm suprised he hired, someone well..er.. black," she replied honestly and I turned to face her.

Fear flashed through her eyes and she clutched her handbag even tighter than before.

This would be a good time to politely ask for her purse...

"I'm not going to steal your stuff," I reassured her turning away and rolling my eyes "Not all black people are thieves,"

"Yeah.. right," she let out a sigh of relief and slowly released her tight hold on her bag "You don't really sound black,"

"Thanks," I replied dryly. I'd have Savannah over Lydia anyday.

I reached over and placed a wide awake Olive in the buggy, just so I could keep an eye on her.

"Well since you're not a thief.." She leaned closer towards me and dumped her handbag on my lap "I'm trusting you to hold my handbag, Steal anything and I'll have you in jail--"

I stood up, dropping her louis vuitton handbag in the process and shot her a nasty glare "Your man's grandaughter is currently missing, please wait 'till after she's found to racially profile someone, thanks,"

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The front door was left wide open and I wasn't too sure why. I had tried calling Jacob but just like Savannah and Audri, he would not pick up.

I had sent him pleading and angry voicemails in hope that he would just listen and tell us where Olivia was.

She'd been missing for almost four hours. It was eight p.m and Mr Reynolds made it clear that he'd lost hope by calling Oliver legal heir to Reynolds.

The police were still searching for her, some people had called claiming they'd found Olivia but it had just been false alarms.

People were desperate for money. If something happened to Olivia then I knew that I'd never be able to look in the mirror, knowing that I was the cause of it.

Joshua and his nice wife Quinn from the Christmas party came over. Quinn stayed downstairs and chatted to me for a while, in attempt to bring my mind away from Olivia but after a short and awkward conversation, she soon followed her husband upstairs to where Sebastian was.

They stayed up there for hours, leaving me downstairs all alone. Olive and Oliver had fallen asleep and hour ago and Lydia went to a guest room to 'clear her head.'

I sat on the couch, curling up into a tight ball and finally let the realization that nobody knew where Olivia was or even if she was still alive.

Then I let the tears fall.

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I woke up and opened my eyes, staring at my surronding. I was no longer on the living room couch.

The tear stains had been wiped of my face and I was now wearing a long white button up shirt.

I glanced at the small alarm click and checked the time. 9:49 p.m. Olivia had been missing for seven hours and thirty-seven minutes.

Or maybe they'd found her!

I jumped to my feet and ran down the stairs only to see Sebastian sprawled out on the couch. The front door still wide open.

He just have heard my footsteps because he turned around and put on his best fake smile.

"You're awake," he smiled sadly, sitting up.

"Yeah. Where's Olive and Oliver?" I asked staring at the empty stroller.

"They're at Josh's house, every small thing kept on waking them up. They weren't going to get much sleep here," he explained, his eyes not leaving my dishellved state "A police officer wanted to speak to you but you were asleep, he might come back later,"

"Oh. You should've woken me up,"

"I didn't want to."

A silence fell over us, as we let out thoughts take over. I wondered what he was thinking.

Did he have faith that Olivia was going to come back home safely?

"Rylee," he whispered, so quietly it was barely audible "Do you think.. she's still alive?" His voice sounding so childlike, so innocent.

But I was lost for words. My thoughts being voiced out by Sebastian didn't sound right at all.

"I.. don't think anyone would have any reason to... kill her, especially not Jacob, believe it or not, he loves Olivia," I replied honestly and he nodded but he didn't look convinced.

For the next two and a half hours there was no new news of Olivia. The police had began to go home, one by one and their searches died down.

It was late now and that was the scariest park. A five year old girl roaming the streets all by herself, the thought of somebody snatching her and pulling her into a dark allyway and doing the unthinkable to her, raping her, murdering her, eating her!

"Rylee!" Sebastian gently shook me, awaking me from my trance. He looked genuinely concerned as he pulled me into a tight hug "They will find her." But he sounded like he was also trying to convince himself just as much me.

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Lydia and Mr Reynolds left at 11 p.m., they were going to be staying in a hotel nearby-- by a hotel I mean Sebastian's hotel, just so they don't have to pay.

Not that money was a problem for people like them.

After they'd left we'd finally closed the door and headed upstairs but Sebastian still no sign of going to sleep.

As soon as we walked upstairs he'd darted straight into his office and was about to lock the door when I put my foot there, preventing him from being alone.

We were the only people awake in the house. Molly had went straight to bed after Joshua and Quinn left and Savannah and Audri were still nowhere to be seen.

I walked into his office and closed the door behind me. Sebastian sighed and sat down in his chair.

"Are you alright?" I asked stupidly, obviously he's not alright his five year old daughter has been gone for nearly twelve hours and nobody knows where she is.

"I'm fine." He replied.

"No you're not," I accused.

"If you knew I wasn't then why did you ask?" He questioned harshly.

We fell into an awkward silence.

"Sebastia-"

He cut me off, "Rylee, I just want to be alone."

"But Sebastia--" I

Once again, he interrrupted me "Please Rylee."

"Sebastian I know you're hurt--"

"No! No you don't know!" He finally lost his patience and his temper at the same time "Rylee, please just get out!"

He pulled me up to my two feet and gently-- still not sure how-- pushed me outside of his office and quickly locked the door behind him.

"Goodnight Sebastian," I mumbled.

I walked into my room quickly twisted my hair into huge twists and threw on a headscarf.

I climbed into bed and curled up into a ball, underneath the covers trying to get to sleep.

I believe I fell asleep because when I opened my eyes it was 1:56a.m. and somebody was banging on the front door.

I raced down the stairs, just in time to see Sebastian opening the door probably thinking they same as me.

They'd found her!!!

The door flung open and the police stood there, holding a small sized 12 Nike air force shoe in their hands.

They weren't wearing great big smiles or holding Olivia. This shoe was all that had.

Olivia's shoe.

I rushed over to them grabbing the shoe from their hands checking if at the bottom of it was the small O.Reynolds that I had written three months back when Olivia complained her shoes kept on getting mixed up with everyone else.

"We found it on the a near the London Bridge, by the Thames," the officer explained briefly "We're not sure what this means, but we're looking into it."

I flipped the shoe over and my heart stopped beating.

At the bottom of the shoe, in my fancy hand writting was O.Reynolds.

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Still no sign of Olivia 👀😭

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