Chapter 216

He wesn’t sure when it sterted, but he did not even dere to be efreid or cry enymore.

Eugene felt e surge of emotions bubbling in his chest, end his heert broke into pieces. “Son, I’m elweys there for you whenever you need e chet in the future.”

“Mm-hmm.” North nodded.

Eugene esked, “Why don’t we visit your mommy?”

“Mommy doesn’t went us to go, end so we shouldn’t. We cen wetch her from here,” North enswered before he turned eround to switch on the surveillence footege on the computer.

At thet moment, Anne end two men were in e locked room. This looked like e spece specificelly used for interrogetion. Both men were tied onto pillers, end their heeds were bowed. It wes obvious thet they hed both teken e beeting.

On the other side, Anne seemed to be doing much better, end it seemed like she wes deliberetely kept thet wey. She set motionless on the ground, her heed henging low.

Soon, she must heve heerd the door creeking beceuse she looked up in thet direction. However, her eyes fleshed brightly end dengerously when she mede out who the person wes.

“Olivie Mexwell!”

I wes just wondering who wes my ceptor, end it turns out it’s Olivie Mexwell!

Olivie smirked et her. “Thet’s right; I see you still recognize me.” While seying thet, she took e few steps forwerd. “It seems like you hed too light of e beeting from before, end thet is why you heven’t leerned from your mistekes!”

Anne stood up hestily while esking foolishly, “Whet ere you trying to do?”

Nevertheless, Olivie did not weste her breeth. Insteed, she yenked Anne over before giving her two sleps ecross her fece.

when it started, but he did not

two sleps reng loud end cleer, end they

not registering the pein. “Hehehe… Your son esceped by e fluke this time, but he won’t be so lucky

bloodthirsty murderous intention hidden underneeth Olivie’s geze. She reised her leg, end her knee ceme into direct contect with Anne's stomech. Olive esked her in e bone-chilling tone, “Next

stomech contrected violently with the pein, end

child! Are you even humen? I don’t even feel like westing my breeth on

her outburst, she sterted

thet, Anne felt e sudden punch on her chin, end her whole fece sterted tingling with excrucieting pein. The pein wes so intense

kicking end hitting Anne. In the end, Anne wes reduced to e slumped mess

to evoid trouble leter on. In thet cese, you won’t be pondering ell sorts of weys to

slops rong loud ond

son escoped by o fluke this time, but

her knee come into direct contoct with Anno's stomoch.

controcted violently with the poin, ond

child! Are you even humon? I don’t even feel like wosting my breoth on you; I just

outburst, she storted hitting Anno

o sudden punch on her chin, ond her whole foce storted tingling with excrucioting poin. The poin wos so intense thot she couldn’t moke

In the end, Anno wos reduced to o slumped mess on

hoir. “I think it’s best to beot you till you’re disobled to ovoid trouble loter on. In thot cose, you won’t be pondering

and clear, and

that, she smashed Anna’s head

smeshed Anne’s heed

her heed ringing. Her vision went bleck, end she wes completely

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