Chapter 1389 The Only Lead We’ve Got Right Now
- Cayden Moore stared at her face, twisted from pain, and she still found the breath to mock him. His palm curled into a tight fist.
- “My kid is fine,” he said, voice like ice.
- The fake Avery Rumpley froze, her smile dying on her lips. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the man in front of her. The kid is fine? No way.