"Yes, Miss Yale," the policeman replied, "However, we initially determined that the child was deliberately taken. So, you must be prepared."
The policeman put it gently.
Jasmine Yale was not stupid, and she suddenly understood something!
Deliberately taken - it is either for money or to harm.
Her heart trembled.
Little Chaley was still so little...
Sylvan Cheney, if you have a soul in heaven, can you bless your baby?
Don't you love your baby the most?
Jasmine Yale's eyes were filled with a misty white fog, gradually corroding her eyes, with emotions breaking apart.
Jasmine Yale's shoulders were shaking, unable to control some of her emotions.
The policewoman in the car tried to soothe her, "Miss Yale, we will all be doing our best. Nothing will go wrong. We need to understand the intentions of the other party."
The car turned onto Clear Traffic Avenue.
Although the road wasn't wide, it was completely clear.
