To make it up to Chloe, who had been abducted for 12 years, he doted on her as much as he could.
Even when I was still his sister, he had never treated me like this.
After a long while, he finally hung up the phone.
Every word of his concern for her was like a sharp knife stabbing into my heart.
When the photos of my body were saved in the file, he looked at the missing part of my body and frowned.
At this time, Carson handed him a bottle of water and said with concern,
"You just called Chloe. Why don't you give Harper a call too? She's been living on her own for six years since she was 12. Her life is hard enough."
Xavier's face darkened, but Carson continued,
"If I remember right, it's Chloe's birthday tomorrow. Harper goes back to you at this time of the year. She's a big girl now. Don't throw her out the door again."
"Listen to me, let bygones be bygones! If Calvin were still alive, he wouldn't want to see you like this."
Xavier heard my name and became so angry that the veins on his neck throbbed.
He said through gritted teeth, "I'm investigating a case now. I can't go back or call her. Carson, if you're worried, call her yourself. Anyway, you've helped her a lot in the past six years!"