puter screen. The girl was holding scissors with both hands. Squ
his pocket, put it in his palm, and gently unfolded it. A
, his eyes turned warm from coldness and aggressiv
ep voice, "Mona, ar
an Osbeck twig that finally sprouted after t
ly 100 million yuan but felt sad for the time of waitin
stead of rushing out, grabbing the woman by the
his sleep. At the sight of Mr. Johnson's
nson, an
his wife so much that he lost sleep,
nwardly but didn'
lling, "Where's the in
"Yes, yes, I remember it. Mr. Johnson, do yo
right
of bed, contacted his men, and sent him t
n up from their sleep, worki
nutes, an email came
urveillance, slid the chair to another
tailed description of Jo
re she was two years old. After she was two, her mother was sent t
rom the blue, and his heart
not hi
eyes look so f
in seclusion were adjacent. However, a disaster happened 16 years ago. Their enemy fo
on his back, lived under bridges, begged for
d. Despite her young age, she was sma
d by traffickers. Mona was taken away from h
he shouted to him in a hoarse voice from crying, "Rafe, don't
camp with his buddies. To find Mona, he came to the mos
rong person but felt so famil