"How am I supposed to rember that? It’s been over 20 years! All I know is that a man took the child away, are you done yet? I still have to go play cards, don’t delay my card-playing ti!" The woman said impatiently.
Edward Quinn regained his calm, coldly looking at the woman, "You can try harder to think, if there’s any valuable clue, I need to know about that man. If you tell sothing useful, I can give you more money, but if you make up false leads, and I find out in the future, don’t expect to keep any of your ten fingers!"
The greed in the woman’s eyes intensified, but the latter part of his words scared her, so she didn’t dare to say anything carelessly.
So, she began to rack her brain to recall everything from those years, "Co to think of it, when that man ca to wanting to buy the child, he wore a hat, mask, and sunglasses, his face was all covered up, obviously not wanting people to see his appearance clearly. As for his height, it’s roughly similar to my ex-husband, not fat, not thin."
"How tall is your ex-husband?" Edward asked.
"177 centiters," the woman replied, "That man’s clothes were quite ordinary, didn’t really leave an impression, but the watch he wore was a bit upscale, a Tissot, not a cheap one. I looked at it for quite a while."
Edward frowned, a Tissot watch? So, the person who bought Clover’s daughter had so wealth? Then maybe the child wouldn’t suffer too much.
At this point, he could only console himself with such thoughts.
"Ah, right." The woman suddenly said, "The accent when that person spoke was kind of like yours, seed like you two ca from the sa place. Where exactly are you from? Why ask this all of a sudden?"
Edward was startled, does this an the buyer was also from J City?
Edward didn’t answer the woman’s question, just asked if there were any other clues.
The woman thought hard for a long ti, but couldn’t rember anything, so Edward wrote her a check for a hundred thousand, "If you think of any more clues, you can call , I won’t mistreat you." Though at this mont, he even had a mind to kill her.
The woman took the check, instantly bead with joy, repeatedly saying, "Okay, okay, if I find a clue, I will definitely call you. Oh dear, my lucky star!"
Edward turned away, got back into his car, Tissot watch, J City accent, these were the only clues he had.
But among the vast sea of people, where could he start with just these two clues? Could it be that Clover’s child... has been lost by him again?
He couldn’t find Clover, and now, they can’t even find their child?
And is their child still alive and well? Or... he almost didn’t dare to think. After all the trouble, he learned that the child born back then wasn’t stillborn, if now, it’s the sa result, what is he to do?
"Clover, you’ll bless to find that child, won’t you?" Edward murmured, gently opening an oval pendant. The pendant opened to reveal a photo of Clover, her smile like a blooming flower, so beautiful, and he, staring at the photo, was lost in thought for a long ti.
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Mabel Quinn ca to Kinston Tower to look for Kyle Kinston. At the entrance of the building, she made a phone call to Kyle. The phone rang for a long ti before it was finally answered, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. She was really worried that Kyle wouldn’t pick up this call.
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