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Once the phone connected, a soft and tender voice came through it. “Mommy, where are you? I can’t find you, mommy…”

The person on the other end seemed to have just woken up, as the voice sounded dopey and childlike.

Mommy? Weston was shocked. This woman actually has a child?

Was she already married with kids?

It was unlikely, though. If she were married, she would not visit sleazy places like this at night, would she? She would also not let herself be booked for a night of fun by a mobster for a few thousand dollars.

Ridiculous!

“Mommy? Mommy, are you there?” The silence made the kid scared, and his voice hinted to it.

“Mommy, are you there? Please answer me.”

He grimaced. Glancing at the woman soundly asleep in the bed, he replied coolly, “Your mommy is with me.”

His deep and frigid voice sounded mature and regal, yet it still terrified Youyou.

The little fellow questioned in a guarded voice, “Who are you?!”

An alert mind was the child’s special trait.

Weston prodded his chin and pond