A man's very loud voice suddenly made everyone in the shop turn their heads, including Anne, who was holding the beautiful baby she had just found. At the moment at the entrance of the shop, there were a lot of people gathered. A well-built men dressed in black with no expression were escorting a man who had just shouted. Some of the men immediately burst into the shop with two security officers.
"Charlotte..."
Anne immediately took a step back when one of the men tried to approach her.
"Who are you?" asked Anne curtly.
The tall man in neat clothes immediately turned his gaze to Anne. "Chester Lloyd and the little girl you're holding is my daughter, Charlotte Lloyd."
"Oh really? How can I believe that this beautiful girl is your daughter?" asked Anne warily.
"Miss, watch your words, don't you know ..."
