At nine o'clock in the night, Amelia opened her eyes groggily and found herself lying in the bedroom of the villa.
In the dim light, she looked at the familiar surroundings, and for a moment, she felt a sense of illusion that everything was just a nightmare.
It wasn't until she turned on the light and sat up that she realized that if this were a dream, she should still be hiding in a mountain resort, not at home.
Her muddled mind gradually cleared, and as she looked at the empty room, she vaguely remembered what had happened in the hospital.
She hurriedly grabbed her phone from the bedside table and dialed her father's number, her voice trembling as she spoke, "Dad, where is Carl?"
Albert Foster's voice was hoarse on the other end of the line, "Wasn't he taken by Daniel? How come..."
She immediately interrupted him, "Dad, how could you just let him take our child?! Carl is a Foster, our family's child, how could you just let him take Carl away?!"
