On the other side, in the villa.
Nora Smith sat in the room, nibbling his finger gently, looking at the servant outside the door, and sweeping himself from time to time.
She felt a little dissatisfied. It was nothing to raise a baby. To send her to a place where she couldn't go anywhere, and there were so many servants, which simply imprisoned her.
Thinking of Asher Hawn's awkward appearance that day, Nora Smith seemed to think of something.
She touched her flat lower abdomen. It's only a month now, and naturally she won't have much belly.
However, what kind of fetus makes Mr. Huo so careful.
She took a deep breath. She didn't have any electronic equipment, couldn't communicate with the outside world, and didn't know what happened to the people outside.
Nora Smith gritted her teeth. She didn't know when Asher Hawn would find herself. She hated the feeling of being controlled.
Nora Smith frowned. She opened the door, and the busy servants stopped and bowed to herself.