Michael let out a sigh. “It’s exactly what you’re thinking. This is tough for me too. Justin and my sister still have no clue. We’ll see how things go once Hope and I have found him.”

He often went between calling Hope by his real name and ‘Quinton’. In more public settings, he called him Quinton, but in private conversations, he still called him Hope.

Perhaps, Michael already saw him as part of the Fletchers.

He had inherited all of their father’s fortune. It was a shame!

If they had known about his existence decades ago, they would have found him at any cost and raised him in the Fletcher Family. In that case, they would not be in this situation today.

When the plane landed, the group of people got off and headed to their destination.

The object Blade had in his hand was a photograph; a blood-stained photograph that he carried with him all the time.

At the moment of his death, he struggled to take the photograph out of his bag and held it tightly in his hand as though he wanted other people to see it.

Moreover, the people who were at the scene were the Fletchers.

He wanted the Fletchers to see it.

 

There was an address on the back of the photograph which was in the city they had traveled to this time.

Very quickly, they found the location. It was a serene small town in the suburbs. There were multiple detached houses aligned in a neat row and a carpet of green grass that covered the ground. Occasionally, people walking their dogs would pass by. It looked like a pleasant neighborhood where people were simple and sincere, and it was essentially crime-free.

 

With that photograph in hand, they went up and knocked on the door of the house indicated in the address.

“Excuse me. Do you know the child in this photo?” Quinton asked politely.

The door opened to reveal a married couple and two lively kids inside the house. The man took the photograph in Quinton’s hand and had a look at it.

In the photograph were a Caucasian boy and an Asian girl who was also holding a blonde, mixed-race baby girl in her arms.

falling in love with each other, they also secretly had a baby. The child was probably around six

industry, but little did they

did not want their child to follow in their footsteps, so they secretly

anymore. Hence, before he died, he pulled out the photograph with the written address in

hall and caught sight of the blonde mixed-race girl who was around six to seven years of

and

torn over the child’s existence for he still did not know how to tell Justin about

that he got two-timed? That his wife had

Michael, as an uncle, could

longer leave the child with outsiders now that he

existence and had urged him to take the child back

at the mention of the child, the

group of people

a police report, but it was still not solved to

his feet after hearing everything. He was exasperated. “Oh

Sophia pressed, “Those people?”

that

there who deliberately abduct children like her and train them to become

and Sophia understood what

the Phantom Wolf

professions such as killers, soldiers, and athletes were especially in favor as they generally had good roots. There were people who ruthlessly abducted these children and chose to either raise the child on their own or sell the child to other killer organizations.

hell on

was horrified as she urged, “Let’s find the child quickly! Before it’s too

knew where this

for not taking action sooner. The reason he hesitated

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