After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline walked directly down.

The basement was even colder than above, and as she descended, the lights flickered on one by one. She stopped in front of a door with iron bars and frowned, "Who's in there?" "Is... is that you, Aveline?" The man's voice came out weak and frail.

Aveline could even smell a faint scent of blood.

Aveline's expression grew tense, "Who's there?"

"It's Bobby."

Aveline widened her eyes. "Bobby? Is it really you?"

She grabbed the bars and peered inside desperately, but it was pitch dark; she couldn't see anything.

being tortured to death. I don't want to

pleading as if clinging

Aveline wanted to say she would get him out, but then she remembered Bobby's own father had given up on him.

didn't!" Bobby was extremely agitated. "I was set up! I did have gambling debts,

frowned. "What

speaking took a great

that day, Mary asked me to

arrested me, accusing me of stealing and selling the items, which were said to

desperation. "Aveline, please save me. I really don't want

was very serious. "Bobby, is everything you said

his teeth and said, "If I'm lying, I'll die a

steal. She had spent a lot of time with him during their three years of high school. He was honest, gentle, and always willing to help. But... "How did you get into gambling?" Aveline