Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

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Chapter 885

Once Olivia left Quinton Group, she dialed Harry's number, asking him to wait for her at the bar.

Then, she dialed Fred's number.

Since Dorothy kidnapped Lyla in Ocean City, Fred should be in this city too.

However, Dorothy had not mentioned anything about Fred. Thus, Fred might not have been kidnapped yet.

Finding Fred would help to get to know more about what happened.

However, Fred did not answer her call.

It made her anxious.

What the hell was going on?

Should she call the police? However, after what happened four years ago, she felt uneasy. Moreover, her daughter

had been missing for less than 24 hours. The police would not attend to her case.

After thinking about it, she called John out of the blue.

However, she felt uncomfortable calling him when she recalled what had happened in the past. She hung up the

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call and dialed Ken's number instead, asking him to meet her at Time Bar.

When she arrived at Time Bar, Harry was already waiting for her.

"What's the matter, Boss?"

"How good are you at using computers?"

"I'm not bad. What can I do for you?"

"I need you to track a person's whereabouts."

"Okay."

Lyla had been kidnapped once in Murica. Thus, Olivia took some precautions. She gave Lyla a bracelet as a gift with

a tracker embedded in it.

That was the only way to keep her daughter safe.

It would be difficult to breathe in the sealed container as it had limited oxygen.

Soon, Harry said, "The signal appeared last at Watercast Road. I think I can’t detect the signal anymore because it

was disrupted after that."

"Help me find out how many abandoned factories, buildings, or mountains are nearby, starting from Watercast

Road."

"Okay."

However, the range was big, and they did not have the time to check every single one. Lyla's life was in danger.

A farm on the outskirts of the north side of the city

Lyla had been locked in a sealed barrel for half an hour when she finally woke up.

However, her hands were bound, and her mouth was stuffed with a rag. She could not scream or move.

It was pitch-black. The air was getting heavier, and she was in immense fear.

Tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, and her tiny body trembled.

Suddenly, she remembered what her mommy had said about not crying when things got tough because crying

would not solve anything.

Thus, she tried hard to hold back the tears and forced herself to calm down.

However, she was only five, and it was not easy to hold back her tears.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the barrel. "Is there anyone else here?"

Lyla tried hard to move, trying to let him know she was there.

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However, it was dark in the barrel. They could not see each other, and that worried her.

Suddenly, a pair of hands touched her face and pulled the rag off her mouth.

"Are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

At that moment, Lyla thought that the little boy's voice was very gentle and pleasant to hear. It was just like a ray of

light in the dark. Without thinking, she jumped into his arms and began to cry.

Sam was startled by her action, but he comforted her cautiously. "What's your name, young girl? I'm here. Don't be

afraid."

In fact, Sam was only 11 years old, and he was afraid too.

However, when he found out there was a little girl younger than himself here, he suddenly became brave and shed

no more tears.

He had only one thought in mind, which was to appease the girl.

Lyla sniffled. "My name is Lyla. What about yours?"

"Sam."

"Sam, are we going to be stuck here forever? My hands... My hands are still tied."

When Sam mentioned the word 'mother,' Lyla wept again. "Sam, I miss my mommy. If I had not been disobedient

and come looking for ommy, those bad people would not have kidnapped me."

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