On that day, when he finally found her, all he saw was her desolate tombstone and her daughter, almost dying from dystocia.
Kingsley drank some wine.
After he ended the phone call with Jeanne, he held a glass of red wine and looked at everything in the Delta Islands.
In fact, he had once wondered for what reason the Hills existed. To kill people and kill more people? To make all the descendants of the Hills become heartless killers?
His eyes moved slightly.
Lucy walked in from outside and caught a waft of the smell of alcohol.
The man was quite the alcoholic.
Most of the time, he had a habit of having a few drinks and would not usually get drunk.
She went up to him respectfully and reported, "I've finally found Edward's whereabouts."
Kingsley looked at her.
