C883 Be Willing to Be a Hostage

"What? Has Samuel found the child?" Oliver asked.

I was silent. I didn't have the time to respond to his words. I pressed the call button expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off. Please call back later."

I repeated it several times, but the result was the same.

Throwing the phone to the side, I sat on the sofa like a deflated ball