Chapter 357

Xander could read the fear in Abigail's eyes. But since he already said that, he thought he should just finish saying it. Or else, she would just imagine things more. He said, "Abigail, it's not my words that are cruel, it's the society that's cruel. And it's also a brutal fact that Emma has to face."

Abigail had not seen her mother. And her father passed away early. She had seen too many of the realities of society in the past twenty-four years. There were many things that she knew better than anyone else. It was just that she was unwilling to accept them. Occasionally, she would even naively think that she could get anything done as long as she put in the effort.

She repeatedly loosened her clenched fists and clenched them again. She asked, "So, what you're saying is that as long as Ron doesn't let her go in this lifetime, Emma can never break free from his control except through death?"

Xander pushed the silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. He then collectedly made a sound, "Hmm."