Old House of Hale Family
The Wells Family had tried everything to find Ryan Wells, begging anyone who would listen, but he had vanished like a stone dropped into the sea, without even a ripple.
No trace of him could be found.
Out of options, Mrs. and Mr. Wells ran to the Hale Family in the dead of night, demanding to see someone.
Zoe Bell hadn't expected them to show up at her doorstep, furrowing her brows tightly.
"Don't worry, we'll handle this."
Lily Lott smiled and gently patted her hair.
Leaning on her crutch, Lily Lott walked to the window. From a distance, she could see the Wells' car parked at the gate, unable to enter.
"…Let us in, I need to see Old Sir Hale and the Old Lady!" Mrs. Wells had grown so frantic overnight that half of her hair had turned white. She could no longer care about appearances and confronted the Hale Family's security personnel as soon as she stepped out of the car.
"Could it be that the Hale Family has a guilty conscience?"
