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