Kane felt overwhelmed. He was cupping his chin with one hand, anxiously pacing in circles.
"Wait, let me make a call to ask someone. Don't rush."
He picked up his cellphone, but, unsure if Amelia Garcia's cellphone had been confiscated, he didn't dare to call her and instead reached out to Snow Fitch.
Snow was still asleep and was shocked upon receiving the call!
"What did you say? You secretly took Christopher's daughter away yesterday? My God… you really are…"
She couldn't find the words to describe it; her stuttering mind short-circuited.
"Aunt Fitch, my sister is sick. Please think of something fast!" Seeing Kane's disorganized expression, Noah took the phone and actively communicated with Snow.
Snow was shocked again, "Noah? Why are you there too? Do you know about your sister?"
"I've known for a long time! It was Mom who didn't want us to know, that's why I pretended not to know."
"My god…" Early in the morning, Snow felt her brain wasn't functioning properly.