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Before Yves King could speak, the call from the other side had already been abruptly disconnected.
At that moment, there was no sign of anger or worry on his face. Only indifference. Put simply, what's done was done. Excessively displaying emotion would only make matters worse. Moreover, he had encountered many situations much graver and complicated than this. When facing such circumstances, his heart was as peaceful as an old, undisturbed well.
"Uncle, what's wrong? Did my mom scold you?" Dahlia Sanders asked a bit glumly, "My mom is too much. She doesn't consider her daughter's feelings at all."
"She's been kidnapped." Yves King lit a cigarette and said calmly.
"What?" Dahlia was taken aback, finding it hard to believe the sudden news, "Uncle, that joke...It's not funny at all."