The words Olivia Jenkins wanted to say hovered on the tip of her tongue, failing to break through into sound.
She still couldn't bring herself to say the word "Dad".
She still couldn't reconcile herself with being treated as a commodity, bartered for profit.
The deeds of the Jenkins Family were simply too chilling for her to forgive.
Olivia fell silent. Andrew Jenkins also felt uncomfortable, knowing that his daughter was still resentful, and her psychological knots remained untied.
Andrew Jenkins's mood darkened, "Olivia, you must be tired from work - have an early rest. Don't worry, I won't mess things up. I know what I'm doing. When you have time, let's have a meal together and talk about everything."
"Sure!" Olivia's voice was barely there and she gave a very simple reply.
Andrew Jenkins tightened his lips, a flicker of sadness crossing his eyes.
Reluctantly, he hung up the phone.
