At eight o'clock in the evening, Mary became anxious again after waiting.

Her mother's cell phone finally rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. She quickly pressed the answer button.

On the opposite side, came that foreign yet familiar voice. "Mary? I'm your father. I took your mother back to the Northwest today. Some things required her attendance."

"Dorian, what did you do to my mother? This is equivalent to a kidnapping. Do you believe that I wouldn’t call the police to arrest you?"

Mary's temper exploded in an instant at the man’s light and nonchalant tone, as if nothing big happened. She lashed out angrily.

"You'd better be polite to my mother, and tell Shaylene Lambert, to stop trying to bully my mother. If my mother loses even one hair, I will never let her go!"

She tried but could not control her emotions at all.

Not until Andrius stretched out his hand and held her left hand tightly that her mood slowly calmed down.

"Tell me, what exactly do