Allison stood on the side of the road and waited for more than 20 minutes before she got a taxi.

After Allison and Sophian got into the car, Allison told the driver the destination and the taxi headed toward Luke's villa complex.

"Ms. Allison, are you sure that we'll be fine?" Sophian picked up her phone and looked for Luke's neighborhood.

It was a high-end community. No one could enter without the consent of the tenant.

Therefore, many celebrities and wealthy businessmen loved to live in the area as their privacy was guaranteed.

"What's wrong with me going to look for my son?" Allison said. The taxi seat was not comfortable, so she leaned against the seat and closed her eyes. She was fuming on the inside.

Sophian kept quiet for the rest of the journey.

After half an hour, the taxi arrived at the gate of the community.

Allison paid and they got out of the car. They were stopped by the security guard before they could walk in. "No idlers are allowed to enter."

"How do you know I'm not a tenant here?" Allison gnash her teeth with hatred as she looked at the woman walking in ahead. She had wanted to follow her.

"You look nothing like a tenant here. Are you a reporter?" The security guard was alert. He closed the gate immediately.

"Have you ever seen a reporter like me?" Allison pointed to herself.

She was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask. Her face was tightly covered for fear that the wrinkles on her face would be seen.

Those who usually dressed as such were movie stars.

as he did not think that she

nonsense. If you're a tenant, swipe your card

a tank. She frowned and said, "Don't you act like a snob with me. Listen carefully, my son is a

was familiar

the past few years, many had pretended to be related to Luke. Luke was not the only victim. Many tried to impersonate various

the pager next to him and said, "You said that you're Mr.

gate." Allison was carrying

carrying such an expensive bag. How can he not believe

visitors would just press the call bell to reach out

to be Mr. Crawford's relatives and friends. How would I know if you're not one of

Allison bit her lip and walked over

called Luke, there was a 100 percent chance that she would not

and was about to give up

She stopped the woman who was holding a vegetable basket and stepped forward to confirm if

worked in Crawford Manor as a maid for over a decade, so

wrapped so tightly that Aunt Neile

her mask, and her tone was

the voice belonged to Luke's mother. She

and the others. After all, they're my grandchildren. I haven't seen them for some time, so I miss them a lot. By the way, you have an access card, right? Let me in. I

was taken back. They had to swipe an access card to enter, but they

was about to take it out, she thought of what

to be plotting

The two of them

no longer had to serve Madam Allison and

all, Aunt Neile believed that Allison wanted to go in to cause trouble for

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