Coincidentally, Amelia Leaf's mutterings solved her confusion: "Impossible! The child absolutely can't be the Young Lord's! Your child was clearly lost! Absolutely impossible to be his!"
Riley Sully's eyes reddened slightly, and almost instinctively, several images floated in her mind.
In a remote storage warehouse, a group of unfamiliar sexy women forced her to drink a bowl of foul liquid.
On a large boat at sea, she knelt on the deck area like a prisoner facing execution, and behind her stood a woman pointing a gun at her...
It's Amelia Leaf—!
The person is Amelia Leaf!
The images flashed by, she almost didn't see them clearly, and instantly transformed into a vast ocean, accompanied by the sounds of argument and crying.
And at the moment Riley Sully was grabbed, a figure suddenly appeared in the dark, also wearing black tight-fitting clothes, with a curvaceous figure, but holding a handgun, standing not far behind Riley Sully, aiming at Amelia Leaf.
