âAh! My son! Return my son!
Timmyâ¦â
Emmeline nearly collapsed. She did not know that Timothy was her real son. She only knew that she was dying of grief right now.
âEmma.â Abel pulled Emmeline over and comforted her, âCalm down. The police are here. Weâll find Timmy.â
Emmeline burst into tears in Abelâs arms. âShe sold Timmy! Donât you know how terrible traffickers are?
Timmy!â
How could Abel know nothing about traffickers? But at this moment, he could only comfort Emmeline and prevent her from collapsing again.
Meanwhile, the police brought Kendra back.
Kendraâs face was pale. When the police found her, she knew what had happened.
As soon as she entered, she asked Ella, âMom, whereâs Timothy?â
Ella patted her thigh while shouting, âHow dare you ask me? Didnât you bring him back and find someone to sell him?â
âWhat did you say?â Kendra rushed over and grabbed Ella. She shouted, âI told you not to do anything to that child! I promised to send him home today. Why did you do such a wicked thing again?â
The police said, âEnough! Weâll take you two for interrogation to get clues!â
Kendra burst into tears. âMom, tell the police who bought Timothy before itâs too late!â
Ella panicked now. She hurriedly gave the middle-aged womanâs phone number to the police.
The police dialed it, but it showed that the number had been turned off.
âWhere are they from? Where are they going?â The policeman asked Ella.
Ella shook her head and cried. âI donât know! I met them in the casino last night.â
Investigate immediately!â The police were about to take Kendra and Ella to leave.
Suddenly, a babyâs cry came from the bedroom.
Kendra rushed forward frantically. âMy daughter!â
Since Kendra was still breastfeeding, the police allowed her to carry her baby.
Passing by Emmeline, Kendra looked at her. Emmeline also took a few glances at Kendra.
She felt that Kendra was somewhat familiar.
âYouâre Timothyâs mother?â Kendra asked her.
Emmeline pondered, then shook her head. âNo.â
âNo?â Kendra seemed puzzled, then asked Abel, âTimothy is your son?â
Abel nodded gloomily, then said, âIf my son suffers a bit of harm, I wonât let you go!â
Kendra responded, âI didnât hurt your son, I promised to send him back, but I didnât expect there was a devil in my house.â
Abel frowned and did not say anything but showed a murderous look.
âDo you have any children?â Kendra turned to Emmeline again.
âWhy do you ask so much?â
Emmeline slapped Kendra. âAre you trying to plot something bad?â
âIâm notâ¦â The police brought Kendra out before she could finish speaking.
Emmeline slumped down on the sofa. She felt her heart pain. She worried the traffickers would hurt or abuse Timothy.
Thinking of what was reported in the media, those disabled children were bought by traffickers. They were intentionally maimed and begged on the street to earn money for traffickers.
Emmeline felt her heart was broken, and the pain made her tremble.
âTimmyâ¦â Emmeline criedâ helplessly again.
Abel took her in his arms.
âEmma, donât be afraid. Weâll find Timothy, donât worryâ¦â
Abel also felt pain in his heart. He could not imagine the cruelty of the traffickers.
He felt his heart was so painful that he could not breathe. But he was a man and had to keep calm.
Emmeline wished she could replace Timothy to suffer.
She completely forgot that Timothy was Alanaâs child. The pain of her heart made her consciousness blur.
âTimmyâ¦â
Meanwhile, Alana called Adam.