"Dad, I'm going to pick up Elias and bring him home."
Luke Moore smiled kindly, "Go ahead."
Norris Moore nodded, put on her sunglasses, and turned to leave.
As soon as Norris left, the smile on Luke's face faded slightly.
He picked up his laptop and searched for Abigail Moore's name. Google displayed a list of films she had made in recent years, with Liam Swallow's name appearing as the director's surname in almost all of them.
Frowning slightly, Luke raised his hand and tiredly supported his forehead.
For some unknown reason, Abigail's current success made him feel uneasy.
Her luck in being chosen by Liam Swallow was it really just pure luck?
As a father, he always worried too much.
At this point, although Luke had already noticed something unusual, he hadn't thought too deeply about it.
It wasn't until later that the development of events had exceeded all his estimates and raced towards an inevitable catastrophe.
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