Chapter 832 A Call from Evelyn

Huston looked at his old friend and his deep eyes turned red. "Marcellus, I can't take the gamble. Even if I have to risk my life, I don't want to wait for death. That's my son."

At this moment, Marcellus looked at the tall and straight man in front of him, as if he was not looking at a person, but at a group of people. He was so strong that he told him that it was his son, a family worthy of his sacrifice. This glance was so deep that he still remembered it many years later.

In the end, Huston goes there. He got into the car alone, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away from the Red Cauldron.

Marcellus had installed a tracking device on his phone, which was his last compromise. Lucas might be important, but having been friends for so many years, Huston was more important to him than the child.

Huston sped towards the address given by Luna. He couldn't even figure out why she had chosen that location. Before he got the child's location, he didn't have the initiative.

was focused on driving, his cell phone rang in the passenger seat. He thought it was Luna again, but when he took it

"Creak "

high-speed tire suddenly braked, and the rubber rubbed against the asphalt road,

on the screen and his palms, which were holding the steering wheel, were sweating. It was not until Evelyn called him twice that

at the place where she used to work. Looking at the tidy desk, she wanted to report the joy of going back tomorrow, but

was tense and bitter, which made people panic. Evelyn subconsciously felt that something had happened, so she

it. He could only suppress the panic in his chest

streets outside. She felt uneasy. "Where's Lucas? I didn't video chat with him last night. You're in the

very obedient. Don't worry." Huston was afraid that she would panic abroad after learning about the matter. He was overwhelmed here. If something went wrong with her in Eoland, he really couldn't take care of

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