If it hadn’t been for the call from Henry Thompson, Charlotte Thompson would have almost forgotten about Evelyn Curtis.
"Where is she now?" Charlotte asked urgently.
"A few days ago, we discovered her traces near Cethuira, but we didn’t manage to locate her exact whereabouts."
Henry Thompson’s mood hadn’t improved, having spent all this ti searching for Evelyn Curtis since her disappearance. They had never expected that soone who had escaped from prison could remain hidden for so long.
Moreover, Justin Battleson had been searching for her as well.
The Thompson Family and the Battleson Family, with their capabilities, yet now unable to locate a re Evelyn Curtis.
This was certainly thought-provoking.
"Cethuira..." Charlotte murmured softly.
"Charlotte, since we’ve located traces of Evelyn, I believe it won’t be long before we find out exactly where she is, you don’t have to worry," Henry assured her.
Henry imdiately sensed the worry in Charlotte’s voice and quickly reassured her.
Charlotte pursed her lips, "Big brother, I trust you."
"As soon as there is any news, I’ll contact you imdiately," Henry’s words served as a reassurance for Charlotte.
After hanging up the phone, Justin Battleson saw the worried look on Charlotte’s face and asked, "Is it news about Evelyn Curtis?"
Charlotte nodded, "Big brother said they found Evelyn appeared near Cethuira."
"Cethuira?" Hearing this, Justin Battleson fell into deep thought.
But the next second, he took Charlotte’s hand and comfortingly said, "Don’t worry, I definitely won’t let Evelyn harm you or the children."
As he spoke, a hint of coldness flashed through Justin Battleson’s eyes.
It was his negligence that had allowed Evelyn to escape before, and he was determined not to let such an oversight happen again.
...
Late at night.
Justin Battleson frowned at the unknown caller on his phone, hesitating before deciding to answer.
His number was private and never disclosed.
The person who could be calling him...
As Justin Battleson pondered, a familiar voice ca from the other end of the phone.
"I thought you might not answer."
Justin instantly recognized the caller, his brow furrowing, his voice chilling to the bone.
"Leon Battleson?"
Justin had never expected the caller to be him.
Apparently surprised that Justin had suddenly ntioned his na, a hint of surprise tinged the voice on the phone.
"I thought after all this ti you would have forgotten , brother."
Leon emphasized the last word as if worried Justin wouldn’t hear it.
Justin remained silent, though mories began to surface in his mind.
He leaned against the window, the cold moonlight casting on his shoulders, wrapping his presence with a layer of sternness.
Not hearing a reply from Justin, Leon’s voice seed sowhat aggrieved.
"What’s the matter, brother, don’t you have anything to say to ?"
However, Leon didn’t really care about Justin’s response and continued speaking.
"Brother, I have good news—I’m coming back."
"What did you say?" Justin parted his thin lips slowly, releasing these words.
"After all these years, I should visit the Battleson Family again."
Leon chuckled softly, his voice sinister like the hiss of a snake, eerily echoing from the phone.
Justin huffed coldly and hung up the phone.
After all these years, Leon Battleson was actually coming back.
Justin lightly rubbed his fingertips, his arms crossed, his gaze fixated on the photo on the cabinet, slightly lost in thought.
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