Sophie Baker began to enlighten Melody Baker with righteous reasoning, "Mom, if we also fall, there will be no one left to protect Uncle."
As soon as Melody Baker heard this, the hesitation on her face immediately turned resolute, "Yes, you're right, I'll call your uncle right away..."
While speaking, she reached for the landline phone beside the sofa. Just as she was about to dial, she saw a maid rushing in from outside, "It's not good, Mrs., Mr. Baker... Mr. Baker outside..."
"What?"
The hand holding the telephone receiver of Melody Baker trembled violently, and she stood up from the sofa, "Clarify that."
Seeing the maid's pale complexion, Melody Baker was frightened, her heart pounding like a drum.
"Mr. Baker was thrown at the front gate, he seems... he seems to have been seriously injured."
Melody Baker and Sophie simultaneously felt weak in their legs, their faces having long since turned pale. After a while, they barely regained their composure, "Go out and have a look."
