Lorraine Hughes crouched down, looking down at Edward Hughes, "How about this, I ask and you answer. If I feel better, I'll help you hire a lawyer, okay? Your money has been stolen by Clara Bennett. You don't even have money to hire a lawyer, right!"
"You ask, you ask!" Edward Hughes was desperate to grasp this last hope; only this daughter in front of him could help him! After all, Annabelle Hughes had fled to another country! Even if she were here, she would help her own mother!
If he didn't even have a lawyer, he'd probably be sentenced to death!
"Do you have my mother's belongings with you?" Annabelle Hughes once used this excuse to harm her; she didn't believe it was baseless!
"Yes, it's in the top-left cabinet in my room."
"I'll go get it."
Nathan Bolton quickly returned with a password-locked sandalwood box, which looked very aged.
"Is this the one?"
