Molly Walker's pupils trembled: "Why haven't you given up..."
Even the power of the organization couldn't discover the truth. If Michael Gallagher looked into it, it could be even more troublesome.
She was almost ready to give up. After all, she was reunited with her family now, and the truth about the past had lost its importance.
"I know you don't care, but I'm worried that those people might return." Michael Gallagher's eyes deepened. "I won't rest until I find those people."
Molly Walker nodded.
This malignant tumor indeed needed to be rooted out.
"Have you found that person?" Molly Walker recalled the scene when her grandmother told her the truth.
When she was young, she would always ask her grandmother where her parents were. The old woman could fool her when she was little, but as she grew older, Molly began to understand the hesitation of the neighbors and her grandmother.
Until one day, her grandmother told her she had been picked up.
