Lee's POV:

This little kid's face was so similar to the person I detested. They looked like carbon copies of each other.

Once the boy grew up a little, he would look exactly like that man.

Could such a coincidence really exist in the world? How could they look so alike?

No, my gut told me that something must be fishy.

I grabbed the kid's collar from behind and frostily asked, "Is this really your mother? Your biological mother?"

didn't reply. His eyes were just like that man's, which infuriated me. I pinched his tender face and said, "I punish disobedient children." Then I tossed him to the floor, picked up a hammer from the corner, and threatened him. "If you don't

know?" The little boy panicked. He spread his short arms out and threw himself over the she-wolf. He was trying

that she is your mother. What about your father? Where is he? He must have also come here, right?" "I don't have a father." The little boy's face dropped. He looked down and gripped the she-wolf's

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environment. He didn't appear to be a fatherless child. I had met numerous children. Those that came from single-parent families often

out." I gave a grim laugh and gestured to Sally to bring

we had seen such an interesting child in the circus. If we trained him well, he would definitely become

to get the pliers, and I approached the little boy with slow measured steps while holding them. "I don't want to hear any lies. If

his hand, his beautiful eyes shining with horror. After all, he was only a little child. He would behave properly after being scared. "Where is

died on the battlefield," the little boy mumbled. He didn't look like he was lying I narrowed my eyes and pondered over his words carefully. "Do you promise that you haven't lied? If I find out that you have, I will kill your mommy. I

haven't lied. Don't hurt

mommy!"

threw the iron pliers I was holding to one side.

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