All night long, Wilson couldn't stop thinking about Clara's messy hair, bruised face, and frail body. The image lingered in his mind.

What's wrong with him? Why did he keep thinking of Clara lately?

In three months' time, she would hand Yanny over to him, and the two of them would have nothing to do with each other anymore!

"Mr. Birch? What do you think of the plan? Mr. Birch?" His subordinate's voice violently interrupted his thoughts, snapping him back to his senses. In front of him was the