Novalie looked at the large bag of fruits in front of her, and then at the person sitting quietly across from her. She seemed to have thought of something. "Dr. Osteen, is there anything that brings you joy recently?" Novalie was smart. That was a reminder. "There's indeed a joyful affair." Xanthus was quick-witted to know what she was talking about. He answered her while giving her a quick checkup. Novalie hummed a reply. Then, she looked at Xanthus and asked, "I don't know what it is, but do you mind sharing it with me?" "Of course. You see, my younger sister went missing a few years back. This younger sister is my parents' favorite child. When my mother was pregnant, she was taken great care of, so you can see how much importance they place on my sister. I was also moved and couldn't wait to see her when I was young." "But an accident took my sister away. I've been trying to find her ever since. After so many years, I finally found her. Isn't it s
Zorion walked forward, step by step, and stopped to look at the people in front of him. "I did something I shouldn't have done last night. It's my fault. I lost control of my emotions and hurt you." The girl looked at the person in front of her and stepped back. When she found that she was not feeling well, she stopped and replied, "Salman did something to you. That was his fault. I am not his biological daughter. My mother was kidnapped by him. My mother was pregnant for two months at that time. She was afraid that Salman would take revenge on her, so she could only bear the humiliation and the burden. In the end, she gave birth to me. Salman always knew that I was not his biological daughter. He wanted to strangle me many times, but he was lusting after my mother's beauty, so he kept me until today. He wanted to get his hands on me, but he did not succeed. Not long ago, my mother died. I have nothing to do with him anymore." "You hurt me and owe me a favor. I want you to
Zorion finally compromised, deciding to listen to Rossie's advice, and changed into something more low profile. He put on a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a casual jacket. After he got dressed, Rossie looked at Zorion with a small grin, and her expression was a little melancholic. "What? Is this not alright?" Although Zorion was experienced and knowledgeable, he really had no idea how to dress like the average Joe. Rossie shook her head and replied, "That's unfair. People like you will look posh in whatever you wear." Zorion frowned slightly. "Are you complimenting me?" "I guess so." Rossie had been busy all morning and was a little anxious. "You ought to bring some cash along with you. We might stay overnight and have to bring some food as well. Is it possible to get us a second-hand car, something ranging around 100,000 dollars? Once we have everything, then we'll leave." "A second-hand car?" That was basically a foreign concept to him, so Zorion st
Soon, Rossie came back from the bathroom, and Zorion stared as he took over her seat. Explaining that they had lost quite a lot of money, Rossie immediately made the decision to leave, adding that she was not feeling well. Then, she and Zorion stood up and left. In the car, Rossie told Zorion, "I saw the same person at the barbecue stall last night, up ahead." "But now, they are extremely vicious. I'm not sure whether they will hurt Deanna. Besides, I haven't seen your sister. I want to go and check the place out to make sure that your sister is in there before coming up with a plan to save her." Zorion sat there for a while, and he then said, "I'll come with you." "No, you can't. I'm sure they will recognize you. You and your sister have the same eyes. In fact, the two of you look alike. Plus, you don't exactly fit in, and people around here will be suspicious. I'll have to stay behind and work to build connections. You should drive back home and wa
"Rossie." "Yes?" Rossie looked at Logan. He had his hand wrapped around her shoulders as he led her away. When Rossie raised her head, Logan asked, "What are you doing?" "Can you see that I'm entertaining the customers?" Rossie smiled brightly. The customers were drooling at the sight of her. Otherwise, she would not have attracted Logan's attention. Logan looked at Rossie in a daze and he then said, "Why do you need to entertain them? Let someone else do it. Didn't I tell you that I have the final say here. You don't have to do anything. Go and quickly change out of this uniform." Then, Logan led her away in his arms. Rossie turned around to look at Zorion. Logan turned her face towards him and said, "Look this way." Rossie lifted her head and did as she was told. The two then headed into the hotel. Zorion took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He sat at the table as those in the room began talking about what they had just witnessed.
By the time Zorion woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. He was probably too tired and had fallen asleep as soon as he lay down on the couch. When he opened his eyes, Zorion turned on his cell phone and saw that Rossie had indeed sent him a text message. However, it was a picture of her and Logan. There was a huge field behind her. It couldn't be identified, but he could roughly tell that it was in Waverly Village. Zorion sat up and called Rossie. However, she did not answer and texted him instead. "I did not see anyone, but I heard a woman's voice. She's in a house." With that, she did not say anything else. Zorion immediately stood up and brought his men over to search for field pasture in the picture. As soon as Zorion arrived at Waverly Village, he realized that there were a lot of wooden houses and that they all seemed identical. It would take time for him to find the correct house. In the end, he had no choice but to call Rossie for help.
"Deanna, did they bully you?" Zorion's body turned stiff before he put on any clothes. Deanna shook her head furiously. "Don't cry. Did you forget what you've said when you were little? You said that you would only cry in front of me." Zorion had actually forgotten about that matter a long time ago. He thought of it all of a sudden that day. He hoped that Deanna would be able to stay strong without him around. Deanna sniffed and felt extremely aggrieved. She sat on the floor and cried like a child, wiping the tears off her face with the sleeves of her torn clothes as she said, "Zorion, I've learnt my lesson. I'm all grown up. It must have been hard for you to take care of me. I should not have run out of the house. It's all my fault that I wasn't sensible." "I promise that I will not run away again." When Deanna thought of the consequences of her running away from home, she felt uncomfortable all over. Tears streamed down her face. Jacky, who w
When she thought of her tragic fate, Deanna pursed her lips and suppressed the urge to cry, forcing herself to hold back her tears. What was she supposed to do? Jacky thought of stopping, but he could not bring himself to do so. If he wanted to stop, then he would have stopped long ago. He would not have waited until then. After kissing for a little while longer, Jacky finally pulled away. He seemed to be in a good mood that day. After taking a look at the food, he walked over and sat down. He took a bite of his food and looked at the dumbfounded Deanna, saying, "Come over and eat." Deanna thought for a moment. She had to eat in order to replenish her strength. Deanna turned around and picked up the steamed bun that had fallen to the ground. She did not mind that it was dirty. If she was at home, then she would definitely not have picked it up. However, at that point, she was willing to eat anything. She briefly brushed the dirt away and was ab