Chapter 2 Get Her Out Of Here

Hugh had his rules, one of which was that phones should be turned off during morning meetings.

Gilbert quickly retrieved his phone and was about to end the call.

Hugh scolded, “Take it!”

Gilbert then coughed. “Dad, it was an unknown number, I…”

Hugh put his teacup aside and ordered, “Take the call and put it on speakers!”

Bryson and Jonas looked pitifully at Gilbert.

Gilbert had no choice but to pick up the call and put it on speakers.

They were taken aback when they heard a small voice.

“Hello… is this uncle? I’m Lilly Hatcher… My mommy is Jean Crawford… Are you my Uncle Gilbert?”

The little girl’s voice was weak and indescribably monotonous, like a small robot, with no discernible emotions in her tone.

The looks of the Crawford family changed drastically!

Clack… Hugh’s pen cap dropped from his hand.

They could not utter a single sound, as if everyone had their throats strangled.

The child’s tender voice sounded again on the other end of the phone.

“Uncle… I’m so cold and hungry… I didn’t push my stepmother, but they don’t believe me… Daddy dragged me to the gate to kneel… but I’m cold… Uncle, will you help me…”

As she spoke, her voice grew weaker and weaker.

The sound of the snowstorm blowing could still be heard from the other end of the call, but her voice had abruptly stopped.

Gilbert finally got back to his senses and grabbed his phone, holding it close to his mouth as he yelled frantically,

“Hey, Li-Lilly? Where are you? Tell me your location now!”

However, there was no response.

Hugh, panicked, stood up, and his previously rigid and stern look had already gone as if he had aged in an instant.

“Quick! Quickly! Investigate the number and location now!”

**

before finishing the call and dropped the phone in the

his phone and saw

her and snarled, “It’d be better if she’s

he found a woman on the street who was poorly dressed and in bad

he

confused. As Stephen was enamored by her cuteness, he

in love, he doted on her, telling her to not force herself to

about it, he found it

beggar like her was taken

have

out that he was not the father, he would be the most

walked away. He continuously made

wondering if you are acquainted

acquainted with the

**

Lilly was still lying on the snow. It was only a matter of time

little conscious but could no longer force her

since her mother died. Even if her father

to cry at

her uncle, there was no response from

they hate me too? Then

I die and mommy

the cold, were

cry… Lilly’s a

she heard

at the Hatcher mansion, and a man wearing a black down coat got out of the first car

was a massive snowstorm, the snow had already covered

phone, Lilly said she was

pale as he noticed a small pile

immediately rushed over and shoved the snow away, causing his hands to redden from the cold. Finally, he found a small figure under

“Lilly?!”

this was their Lilly – her face was a splitting

cherished sister’s child –

into a warm embrace, and the

an instant of warmth, she still felt bone-chillingly cold, causing

before her – he looked somewhat similar

twitched as she asked weakly, “Are you… uncle… I didn’t

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