Adoora was sitting on the sofa, wiping her tear-stained face with the handkerchief that she was holding in her right hand when the visitors arrived.
"Mother..." Brent said.
Adoora raised her head and was surprised to see an elderly woman standing beside Brent. "Son..."
Margaret smiled and went to the sofa. "Hello, Adoora... My name is Margaret, I'm Brent's mother, nice meeting you..." she said, introducing herself to the distraught-looking woman.
Surprised, Adoora smiled faintly and replied, "Nice meeting you too!"
"I'm sorry about Irene. My son and I will do our best to help you find your daughter. We will find her soon!" Margaret said reassuringly.
Adoora attempted a small smile, liking the positivity radiating in Margaret's eyes. "Thank you for your help, so kind of you," she said.
Margaret hugged Adora. "Everything will be alright, keep the faith. God will help us find Irene soon!"
