Plus, she doesn't know how to maintain her looks, appearing very old.
John Taylor, on the other hand, looks decent, a bit like a scholar.
From these two people's faces, there's nothing that resembles Olivia Smith.
"Where's the photo of this woman's husband?"
Edward Smith pointed at the woman in the photo, looking up to ask.
"Her husband's whereabouts are uncertain; we haven't found him yet, but it shouldn't be long."
As soon as the Night Hawk finished speaking, the phone lit up with a photo of a middle-aged man.
Night Hawk glanced at it and handed it to Edward Smith, "This is the woman's husband."
In the photo, the man's features were still decent for his age, dressed in a suit, looking somewhat handsome when dressed up.
But no matter how good the suit, it couldn't cover the naturally emitted rogue vibe of the man.
More importantly, Edward Smith saw traces of Olivia Smith in the features of this photo.
Edward Smith's gaze grew even colder.
