Madeline grabbed the set of clean clothes on the sofa before quickly turning around and running upstairs. She found a room with no one inside and changed her top in a hurry. After that, she locked the door and observed the surroundings.

She was not familiar with this place at all, and she did not know if Jeremy could find it.

The longer she stayed here, the bigger the crisis she would be in.

The current Ryan was not the elegant, profound, modest, and polite gentleman from the beginning.

He was now a demon. He was a violent, cold-blooded, and cruel demon.

…

It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The police and Interpol were in Whitman Manor discussing plans to rescue Madeline.

Lillian was still snuggling in Jeremy's arms at this moment. It was probably because she had never received genuine and true love from her father.

She could speak now, but the only word she could say and know how to say was ‘Daddy’.

“I still haven't found the whereabouts of Ryan Jones and Mrs. Whit