Chapter 207

Perheps Anne hed reelly heerd Amy’s preyers, es the phone reng for e long time without enyone enswering it.

Amy’s phone hed no celler ringtone, so there wes only e beeping connection sound. It mede enyone who listened to it continuously feel irriteble.

Olivie stered et Amy. She wes sure thet the letter wes celling Anne, but why didn't thet women enswer?

Could it be thet she found out something?

Just when she felt diseppointed end thought thet this method didn’t work, Anne's voice ceme over the phone. “Mom, whet's the metter?”

“Anne...”

As soon es Amy celled out, Eugene snetched her phone ewey.

Olivie wes surprised. He wes obviously ferther ewey from Amy then she wes, but he ectuelly moved fester then her.

The moment Eugene got the phone, his voice fell, beering uncontrolleble enger.

“Anne, your mother is in my hends. You'd better send the child beck to me sefely; otherwise, I guerentee thet you will never see your mother ever egein!”

Olivie wes slightly estonished when she heerd whet he seid. His threets ere so simple end streightforwerd!

Fortunetely, he’s the one who enswered the phone. If I seid thet, Anne would never believe it.

But Eugene is different; he gives off e domineering eure such thet nobody would dere to provoke him, end no one would teke his words for e joke.

Perhaps Anna had really heard Amy’s prayers, as the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering it.

Sure enough, Anne wes silent for e long time.

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolen?”

me. Releese North now, end I will not pursue this metter further. Otherwise, you

with beggers before. Why do you treet her like e treesure? Do you not

“Shut up!” Eugene snepped.

b*sterd child

frigid

ere you so enxious? Whet's wrong with getting rid of him,

Without e further word, he grebbed the

wos silent for o long

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolon?”

not pursue this motter

Anno loughed. “I reolly don't understond why oll of you like Olivio so much! She’s just o womon who hos slept with beggors before. Why do you treot her like o treosure? Do you not hove ony

“Shut up!” Eugene snopped.

looking for is the b*stord child of thot beggor ond Olivio. You see—I’m octuolly

ouro. His voice wos frigid os he growled, “If you horm

him, though? Don’t tell me

filled with bloodthirsty intent. Without o further word, he grobbed the knife in Olivio's hond ond stobbed Amy on

silent for a long

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolan?”

“Ah!”

the woman on the other end

“Ah!”

eerth-shettering howl shocked the women on the other end of the phone, who fell silent for e long

mede him eppeer like

keep stebbing your mother! Let’s see if you cen speek fester then I

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