Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 210

These days I don’t know what Finley means, and it doesn’t feel like punishing her. Treating her too well makes her feel unreal.

In her impression, Finley had always been relatively taciturn. Sofia used to make him happy before, but now both of them

chose to remain silent.

Sofia was thinking about something and tripped over a protruding stone under her feet. Finley hurriedly supported her steadily. Justin walked over from the flower garden not far away, looking in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.

Justin walked up to Finley in a few steps, and subconsciously glanced at Sofia.

Sofia is usually very conscious when encountering such a situation, and leads the dog to the side to avoid it.

“Mr. Stwart,” Justin lowered his voice, “There’s news from Luke, you can go there now!”

Finley’s eyes flashed, and he led Justin out of the garden in a hurry, and got into the car parked in the front yard.

After a while, the car left the villa and headed towards the countryside.

Close to Kings County, it is a women’s prison located on the outskirts of Kings County. A few engineering surveyors came here today, and the leader was a tall and tall man with a unique temperament that was very eye–catching, but he was Wearing a low–pressed baseball cap and a black mask,

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covering his whole body so tightly that he couldn’t see clearly What exactly does it look like.

“Mr. Stwart, do you have a specific place to look for, or something?” Justin still doesn’t know what Mr. Stwart is looking for after paying such a high price?

Finley looked up at the messy and dilapidated cell not far away, took a breath and asked, “Where is the warehouse?”

Justin froze for a moment, and hurriedly searched around. The prison management staff also saw that these people had a lot of background. It is definitely not easy for someone to tear down the entire prison and build another one for free.

With a busy smile, he pointed to the east direction, “That’s where the warehouse is for storing sundries. There are not many inmates in the prison now, and the warehouse doesn’t need to pile up so many things. In the past, the handmade products made by the prisoners were placed. It’s basically abandoned now.”

Finley walked quickly towards the direction pointed by the manager, and Justin and others hurriedly followed.

After a while, Finley stopped by an inconspicuous flower pond on the west side of the warehouse. There were only some weeds swaying in the wind in the flower pond, not even a single decent flower.

There is only this flower pond around the warehouse, and the area is not large. I don’t know which management staff or inmates have nothing to do, so they built a flower pond here to grow flowers.

The tiles around the flower pond were also cracked, and the

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overgrown weeds made it look extremely desolate.

The moment he saw the flower pond, Finley stopped there immediately, staring at the place full of weeds in front of him.

The accompanying management personnel froze there, and hurriedly said with a smile, “Are you going to set up a machine survey from here?”

Justin hurriedly turned around and shook his hand with a friendly smile, “I’m sorry, when our leader is surveying here, we don’t want other people to disturb here and cause you trouble.”

As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it to the hands of the prison administrators, laughing in a low voice, “This time it helped us a lot. We have very strong leadership skills. We will help you with the important things about your daughter’s listing.” The leader may be able to help, let’s talk over there.”

Justin led the management staff to the side, and the other two bodyguards saw that Mr. Stwart’s face was not right, and they stepped back a little distance and waited.

Finley was flustered at this moment, and in front of him was the warehouse Sofia mentioned, and the place where she buried her child with her own hands.

He didn’t know if what Sofia said that night was the truth or a lie, and now he hoped that Sofia was trying to make him Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

angry.