Chapter 889:

As Evita pondered her predicament, her phone buzzed with a text.

“Two hundred thousand dollars can get you a meeting with your father.”

Her breath caught, excitement surging through her.

Her father had been detained for half a year, and every attempt to see him had failed.

Now, finally, there was a chance.

But where on earth would she find that kind of money?

Evita’s mind immediately turned to Andrew.

Her grip on her phone tightened.

“What’s wrong?” her friend asked, noticing Evita’s sudden shift in demeanor.

see my father, but I don’t have the money…” Evita said, biting

a pause, she added quietly, “Maybe I can only

blinked in

Andrew has a

fiction on

don’t have

own tons of luxury items? You could sell those and probably gather enough

get me far,” Evita cut her off, her voice

stared at

wasn’t as helpless as she portrayed herself

an almost eager glint in

Evita anymore. But still, a part of her couldn’t

by Andrew, only to spot Waylon leaning against the

and snatched it right out of Waylon’s

did you take my cigarette? Oh, wait—Madisyn’s back, too?” Waylon’s

expression softened into something guilty, almost

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