I don’t know how I managed to get back to my seat without causing a scene because of what I saw. I wanted to rush over, to pull the hair of the woman who kissed him, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk anything happening to my child.“Pregnant, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Does your stomach hurt? You’re not speaking,” I suddenly remembered that Zain was with me here. He’s been asking me what’s wrong since I looked pale.So I drank some water and took a deep breath. It felt like my heart was being stabbed with everything I was seeing. I’ll let him explain. I’ll give him a chance to defend himself.“I’m okay. Eat your food before I take it back,” I said. He started eating, while I tried to calm myself. I’m in public; I don’t want to cause trouble. I don’t want a scene, I don’t want to be seen on Facebook as a grandma who loves to fight. I still have respect for myself.“I’ll just be over there. I have somewhere to go, I’ll just be in front of you. Enjoy yourself for a while,” I told him, and

“Are you really sure, love? Can’t I stop you? Are you really going to leave me? I thought there would be no leaving, ouch! Okay, fine!” We were still in front of the house, and he was still arranging my things, just two sets of clothes, personal hygiene items, and a few vitamins. I was only going to be with Alex for one day, he really didn’t want me to leave. It seemed like he wanted to come with me, but he said he had to call their headquarters and he needed to go there, so he had no choice. He also offered to send one of his buddies with me, but of course, I refused. It would be embarrassing for Alex if I had someone with me, right? And he might wonder why I had someone with me who wasn’t familiar to him. He’d probably ask questions. “I’ll just be there for one day, Jaxon, and that’s it, okay? We haven’t seen each other for so long, and now, if you act like you can’t live without me, it’s too much.” It’s true, it’s been a long time, four? Or five years. “I’m barely living when yo

“Damn it! It’s been seventeen hours! How the hell can you still not contact them? Or even track her?!” Damn it! How did it come to this that they were able to track Zander? There’s no information coming out of this building. Kris, you’re handsome. Don’t think too much, it diminishes your charm, right. “Zander, calm down first. It won’t be solved if you’re like that. Just think deeply about it.” I gave him a stern look. He might snap at me. It’s annoying, and I don’t want that. I love my life, heart, heart. Zander sat down and took a deep breath. I’m really good at calming him down. Nothing can escape my charm, hehe. But even I was stunned when I found out that the pregnant woman was missing. So I get why Zander is so worried. It’s dangerous. We don’t know who took her or where she was taken. Zander put a tracker in the ring he gave her so she wouldn’t notice that he knows where she is. He’s been crazy about Elara for a long time. Not like a stalker, more like crazy in love. It’s

“Come on, big sister! Join us! I promise it’s fun there, and it’s not like it happens often. I just turned legal age a week ago, and I even rushed to get an ID just to get into the bar! Let’s go!” This jerk doesn’t know how to have fun; all she wants is to act like a perfect daughter in front of Dad. I won’t let that happen again and again. If she’s gone, my life will be better. Dad will only look at me. He won’t compare me to anyone because I’ll be the only one left. I’m so sick of being compared. My mom was a dancer in a bar, maybe that’s why my dad got her pregnant and didn’t take responsibility. She became a drug addict, and now she left me with my dad. She said he’s rich and promised I could go to school if I went with her. I went because I dream of studying, but then she left me there. “Alex, Dad will scold us if we come home drunk! And I have an exam tomorrow; I can’t go with a hangover, it’s my finals tomorrow.” She insists and really doesn’t want to leave her room. I came

“Shut your mouth, Cater,” Dad’s voice is different, like he is mad or something. Why are they here? I grab my recorder and turn it on; I’m sure I can get some information from them. I don’t know what it is yet, but the fact that the three of them are here might as well get some information. “Whatever,” he said, and pulled out a thick paper from his bag. “This is the list, their addresses, and their parents. Most of them are runaways, some of them are orphans, so we won’t be having any problem. I have them gathered at the warehouse; the auction will begin tomorrow midnight,” he said. I’m confused right now. What are they talking about, an auction of what? Is that an illegal auction? Auction of what? Stolen things? Nah, that would be too cheap or might be low class. It must be something that you can’t just buy outside like the usual. What are they selling? Guns? “My son,” Dad said, “You never fail to make me proud. You really know how to do your job fast and clean. Is this all set?”