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.

chance to see my father, but I

“Maybe I can only

blinked

Andrew has

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don’t have another

luxury items? You could sell those and probably gather enough

far,” Evita cut

stared at her,

the feeling that Evita wasn’t as helpless as she portrayed herself

was an almost eager

bother with Evita anymore. But still, a part of her couldn’t help but

spot Waylon leaning against the door, a cigarette dangling lazily from his

didn’t hesitate; he strode over and snatched it right out

why did you take my cigarette? Oh, wait—Madisyn’s back, too?” Waylon’s grumbling stopped short when he caught sight of

expression softened into

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