What kind of family is the Jones Family? Connections, power, wealth—aren’t they all top-notch?
Finding a family like this one, and one that can’t have children, is even harder.
With such a wealthy family, they have a bunch of illegitimate children outside. Can there still be families that can’t have kids?
The woman surnad Thompson thought of this and frowned in so annoyance.
Sure enough, the third brother spat and said, "You think I’m so kind of god who can find a family that can spare tens of thousands of bucks? And one that’s rich and powerful with connections? Such families still lack kids?"
Speaking of this, he was holding a cigarette and suddenly thought of sothing. He squinted his eyes and looked at William Campbell, saying:
"This kid was born into a wealthy family. It’s really hard to sell him in the city. The more privileged the kid, the more you should send him up the mountain. Otherwise, as soon as you sell him, his family will find him in no ti."
Not only must he be sold up the mountain, but he must never co down from the mountain in his lifeti.
Otherwise, this kid is already this old. Given his parents’ connections, it’d be too easy to find him.
They might even track down the whole group in the process.
With this thought, the third brother imdiately searched online for recent missing person notices.
Unexpectedly, there was no information about a missing kid online.
Strangely, it’s been over three hours, and normally those charitable missing person posts would have spread all over Monts.
What’s going on?
Could it be that the child isn’t biologically theirs, so they don’t care if he’s lost?
"Third brother, there’s no ti to lose. You better find soone quickly and sell him to anyone. You could even cripple him and put him on the street to beg. Just make sure his parents can’t find him."
The third brother wouldn’t really believe the kid’s parents wouldn’t care if he got lost.
Probably worried enormous missing person notices would push traffickers to desperate asures, ultimately harming the kid.
They might be privately sending people to search for him already.
These wealthy families have a lot of skilled people under their command and must be scouring the streets now.
He really needs to move the car quickly.
"Find an empty house, take the kid inside, you stay here and watch, I’ll go to the nearby gas station to get so gasoline."
The third brother instructed the little brother beside him.
"Sure thing, third brother, leave it to , don’t worry."
"Worry about your damn self, you useless thing. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t need all this trouble."
"Yes, yes, third brother, I was wrong..."
After the third brother left, the woman surnad Thompson carried William Campbell to a deserted little house by the side.
Although William Campbell was only five years old, he was tall and heavy, and with all his struggling, the woman surnad Thompson was already exhausted from carrying him. Once inside, she just threw him on the floor.
William Campbell cried out in pain, but since his mouth was gagged, he couldn’t make a sound.
"You little brat, your parents screwed over like this, so I’ll sell you up the mountains, making it so they can never see you again. Thinking that they’ll be living a life worse than death makes feel invigorated."
The woman surnad Thompson rolled up her sleeves and pinched William Campbell’s face hard.
The little guy was young and had delicate skin, and with such a pinch, a large bruise imdiately appeared on his face.
Hearing that this woman intended to sell him to the mountains and that he would never see his mom and dad again, William Campbell cried even harder.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you old woman, you’re really ruthless, even against a child."
The sudden voice startled both the woman surnad Thompson and the other thin man.
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