"Edo, let's get down to business." William Hawkins also held back his laughter, reminding Edo Holt that it was getting late. It was already past noon, and the woman in front of them who had just been crying like a weeping figure probably hadn't had lunch yet.
The child's crying hadn't stopped even now, and her voice was getting weaker and weaker, as if she was running out of energy.
"Go in and bring the child out." Edo Holt directly ordered his subordinates.
These were police officers from the military or military academies, tall and strong, and the Duncan Family's servants, two of them couldn't compare to one. Faced with this situation, no one dared to step forward and stop them.
"You're trespassing on private property. I'll sue you." Mrs. Duncan could hardly believe that these dozen or so large men dressed in police uniforms could just barge into her home like this.
