Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 208

To be honest, Paul had never seen Finley’s expression like this before. Paul hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at the desperate look in his eyes.

Finley pursed his lips, “Is it possible that the child is still alive?”

Paul suddenly looked up at Finley in disbelief, is Mr. Stwart talking nonsense?

How could that child be alive?

Sofia was imprisoned for three years. Even if she survived, she couldn’t be easily sent out of prison, right?

Besides, giving birth to a baby in prison is not something that can be done quietly.

He paused, avoiding Finley’s gaze.

“Mr. Stwart, I did an abdominal ultrasound on Miss Campbell. I suspect that the person who performed the operation was a 250. It was very rough. The wound was very large and extremely irregular. Miss Campbell’s uterus has been greatly damaged. The injury, unlike a normal caesarean section, feels like a form of torture, intentionally killing the patient and hurting him.”

“Besides, Miss Campbell has signs of being abused. Even if there are children, the children will not live long.”

Finley’s face became ugly, and his bony hands clenched into fists.

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“Let Justin in!”

that the president at this time is very pitiful, and the whole person is in

and left carefully, and walked in with Justin

“Mr. Stwart?”

he slumped on

way, I’m going to see

you can just go in and see the

president’s unreasonable request, Justin couldn’t help being stunned, where

prison there. Although Mr. Stwart is rich and powerful,

and he is not a prison guard. Even a lawyer can’t

outrageous.

calmed down and lowered his voice, “Mr. Stwart, it may be difficult for you to go to see it in person, why don’t we go through abnormal channels, who or what are you looking for, don’t let the people inside Find a way to

know what to think of, and his face was

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coldly, “You don’t need to bring it out, I just want

he couldn’t speak the words behind, and the atmosphere was a little

at Justin coldly, feeling like he was looking

couldn’t help flinching, the president’s eyes were so oppressive,