Chapter 93

The Porsche left the hotel and sped off on the highway.
Amber, seated in the passenger seat, was hugging the sleeping Olivia tightly. As she looked back on
everything that happened that day, she paled a little.
Suddenly, Alexander’s phone buzzed.
“George Severn?” Alexander’s eyebrows furrowed when he saw the caller ID but did not answer the
call. He sent Amber back to the gates of the neighborhood. He smiled gently at her. “Amber, wait for
me to return....