Fortunately, the place Jonathan had provided was not too far away. Angeline flagged down a taxi and made her way there. She even put on a simple disguise so that the driver wouldn’t suspect her.

The mansion was built halfway up a mountain in the countryside. The area was famous for its beautiful view of the vast ocean behind the mountain.

The people who could afford to stay here were either rich or influential.

I remember Jonathan’s work ID indicated that he’s just an employee from the IT department in a small company. How did he manage to earn so much money?

Her mind was occupied with thoughts of her child, so she didn’t think too much of it. She got out of the car, walked up to the door, and knocked on it.

She didn’t have to wait long before Jonathan answered the door. Seeing the beads of perspiration on her face due to how anxious she was, he led her to the living room without another word.

There was a chubby rural woman tied to a chair in the living room with a piece of cloth shoved in her mouth. Her shrill screams were muffled by the gag, and her eyes were filled with fear.

When Angeline saw the woman, her eyes widened in shock, and her hand flew up to her mouth.

That’s her! She looks exactly like the woman in the picture Joseline had shown me!

Jonathan picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table and approached the woman. He used the blade to casually stroke the side of her cheek.

“Repeat everything you’ve done once more. If you dare to leave even a single detail out, don’t mind me as I slit your throat!”

The middle-aged woman screamed even louder as she shook her head frantically.

Seeing that, Jonathan finally removed the cloth from her mouth.

The woman squeezed her eyes shut and coughed violently.

After catching her breath, she fumbled to explain herself, “I admit that I was the one who took a baby away from the orphanage years ago, but I was just carrying out orders from a man. He gave me a large sum of money to get rid of the child. I was blinded by the money back then. Despite that, I couldn’t bring myself to harm the child, so I sent it to a childless distant relative of mine.”

By now, the woman was trembling all over from how terrified she was, and words eluded her.

Jonathan’s eyes darkened. “I already investigated this. Her distant relative is from her alcoholic father’s side of the family. The timing checks out.”

When Angeline heard his words, her blood started boiling, and her breathing grew laborious. She felt like her heart was being torn to pieces.

It took her a long time before she was able to speak again. “Who was the man who hired you?”

“I don’t remember. I only heard that he… died in a car accident later on.”

just for the sake of money? Do you know just how many

was beyond furious. She ran up to the woman and started raining

sorry!”

taking the chair with her.

reached out to stop

able to extract useful information out of her if you beat her to death. I’ve already spoken to my subordinates in the village. The child’s health is

heart clenching at the thought. “Bring me to him,” she said

get so worked up. I’ll bring you there,” he

Jonathan ordered his subordinates to clean up the mess and turn the

he led Angeline into the garage. Both of them

night when they

the car in a straw house near the village entrance. The walls looked dilapidated, and the shabby windows had a

said

up to the front door

long after, the door opened, and there stood a tanned young man dressed

Boss. Come

“Okay.”

Angeline following behind Jonathan. The interior was furnished simply, with only a

I sent to monitor things in the village. He’s

shot Dawg

you’ve done during this time. I will be

kind, Ms.

rubbed the back of

would be dead right now. That’s why I’m willing to risk my life for him. I don’t

and smiled at him, warmth washing over

well for him to

did not know anything about his

do we take action,

quiet atmosphere in the house. He had a

on

for another half hour, Boss. The alcoholic father

“Sure.”

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