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q“That's not what I mean, Sean,” explained Morgan hurriedly. “I just want to inform Ms. Lindberg.”

“Ms. Lindberg is injured, so let her recover,” asserted Sean firmly. “Mr. Lindberg is still waiting for me to bring the kids back.”

“Understood.”

Naturally, Morgan did not dare to say anything else. She quickly hung up and brought Sean to the girls.

At the hospital, Lupine called out, “Hello? Hello?” She anxiously tried to call back. However, she remembered that Sean had already reached Northridge and Morgan definitely would not dare to defy Danrique's orders.

Hence, she called Zachary to inform him.

“Danrique probably wants to lure Francesca back using the kids...” guessed Zachary calmly. “Since he wants to take back his own kids, I have no right to stop him.”

“Yeah, but...”

As Lupine had overheard Zachary's conversation with Bruce earlier, she knew that Danrique was doing that to make Francesco return. However, if Francesco went back so quickly, Zachary's illness would not be cured.

If Charlotte is awake, she'll feel anxious...

“You're from the Lindberg family, so don't be distracted by other thoughts.”

With that, Zachary hung up.

Still gripping the phone, Lupine felt extremely conflicted. She knew that Zachary was reminding her not to defy her duty and to always remember her identity.

be

dare to betray Danrique. While she did not want Charlotte to

her. If she was overly

thought, Lupine took

When I asked Robbie when they'll be back, he said that he'll talk to Ms. Lindberg directly after she wakes up. What

to take the girls back, we have no choice either..” replied Lupine. “Ms. Lindberg is

things going with the Nacht family? Marino hasn't been

police and Chris ran away.

sigh

“He's back...”

“Great!”

talking to Lupine, a figure suddenly barged in from the windows. Morgan spun around warily. However, before she could say anything, she felt a huge

stared at the short girl in front

gestured her to remain

talking to you now, Lupine. I'll go

“Okay.”

call, Morgan craned her neck carefully and

for Charlotte, she knew

better if she did not offend her

me that?” Francesca frowned unhappily. “Who's

Lindberg's wife. We wouldn't dare to offend you,” said Morgan appeasingly. “Mrs. Lindberg, if you have any orders, just tell me. There's no need

are my kids?” asked Francesca with a frown. “I searched the entire place but couldn't find them. Where have