Chapter 552

• Camille trembled. She grabbed Alger's wrist tightly, and the veins on the back of her fair hand were visible. There was a trace of reluctance in her eyes. She said with a trembling voice, "Alger, are we really going to do this? Gloria is our daughter!"
• "Do you think I want to do this?" Alger grabbed his hair in frustration and roared impatiently, "What else can I do? Gloria is also my daughter. If not for the fact that I had no other choice, how could I be so ruthless?"
• "But..." Camille was still hesitating.