When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I felt sorry for the young lady. She must have suffered a lot after knowing that her survival cost the life of another girl.

After a while, I asked, “Do you know anything about Armond?” That day in the cowshed, Ann told me that some of the children never returned to the village after they were taken away.

I was not sure if it was what I think it was.

Upon the mention of Armond, Hailey’s clenched the blanket, her face darkened. After a long silence, she finally said, “That man is Satan! He has blood on his hands just for money. I suppose many people have died at his hands.”

I furrowed my brows. “You have never met him before. How are you so sure that he has something to do with the organ trade?”

She looked up at me and uttered, “I have never met him, but I knew that guy. My father was imprisoned because of him. Initially, my father only wanted to find me a matching heart. That man brought the girl of my age to my father. He told my father that her illness was incurable and that I could get a heart transplant after she died. As time passed, my health deteriorated, only then did he tell my father the truth. He asked for three million for bringing the girl to my father. After the girl died, he blackmailed my father and demanded a tenfold increase in the price as hush money. Having no choice, my father embezzled the company’s money. In the end, he was charged and imprisoned. It’s all because of him! That man is evil! You need to be wary of him.”

I was stunned by her revelation. “Did that girl really died?”

her fists, her eyes reddened. “Yes. My dad

young lady burst into

and decided to leave her alone. Those children

realize that Armond must be hiding something. As soon as I left the ward, I made a call

gruff voice was heard over

donate her organ, I need her identity card and her parents to sign the consent form. How are

don’t need to worry about that. As long as you

discussed the price yet, I asked, “How are you going to charge

will have to bear the costs of the operating room, the doctors, the medication, and also the money for the kid’s parents. Why don’t we meet up and discuss this? This is a serious matter, and I

the place.” I shuddered at the thought that the organ trade was rather systematic and well-coordinated. It seemed like the kids

woken up. She hadn’t met a girl of her age for a long time,

of her work in