Chapter 218


    E pointed to the bedroom. "He''s still sleeping inside."


    The middle-aged woman whispered, "That''s good. The car is waiting outside."


    E grabbed the middle-aged woman''s arm. "Remember to transfer me 40 thousand!"


    The middle-aged woman answered, "Yes, I''ll transfer itter."


    "That''s good." E nodded.


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    They sneaked into the bedroom and saw Timothy lying on the bed. Timothy was cute and chubby,


    which could sell at a high price.


    The middle-aged woman would transfer E 40 thousand, while the other party promised to give her 60


    thousand to 80 thousand.


    Seeing Timothy''s appearance, the middle-aged woman guessed she could get 80 thousand


    sessfully. She was pleased.


    "Hurry up!" E urged.


    The middle-aged woman pulled off the sheet and wrapped Timothy up.


    Timothy immediately woke up and wanted to scream, but E shoved a towel into his mouth. Timothy''s


    eyes filled with horror.


    The middle-aged woman pulled the sheet over Timothy''s head and carried him out.


    In a few minutes, E got bank card information which reminded her that she had received a transfer of


    40 thousand dors.


    "Hahaha, I got rich! I can pay off my gambling debts!"   E jumped up happily.


    Her cheer made the baby cry. E scolded her, then fed her some leftover cereal.


    After the baby fell asleep, E found it was still early before the time she yed cards. So, she happily


    lay down on the bed to sleep again.


    Henry got up, then went to work cursing without eating breakfast.


    At 10.00 am, there was a knock on the door. E happened to wake up and thought it was her friends.


    She hurriedly opened the door but found several police outside.


    E''s face turned pale, and she was about to pee in fright.


    It took less than four hours for her to sell Timothy. She did not expect the police to discover it so soon.


    E was about to flee through the door. The police only came in to inquire about Timothy. They did not


    expect E to have such a violent reaction. The police guessed E hadmitted a crime. With their


    conditioned reflexes, they immediately grabbed E.


    Emmeline and Abel also came overter. Watching the police push E in, they followed suit. After


    entering the house, Emmeline saw Timothy''s shoes.


    Although she did not see Timothy''s shoes yesterday, they belonged to the same brand as her triplets,


    and Emmeline recognized them at a nce.


    "Timmy is here!"


    Abel grabbed the shoes and yelled at E, "Where is my son? Where is he?"


    The police pinned E on the sofa and asked, "Where is that kid? Is he at your house?"


    "I..." E was tongue-tied.


    "A neighbor said that your daughter-inw brought Timothy back. Where is he now?"


    "My daughter-inw..." E yelled, "It''s all her fault! Sir, she contacted the buyer and sold that kid!"


    Hearing that, Emmeline fainted on the ground.


    "Emma!" Abel hurried over to help her, only to see she had passed out. A policeman who knew first aid


    came to wake up Emmeline.


    Soon, Emmeline woke up and cried loudly. "My son!"


    Abel hugged her and said repeatedly, "Emma,   don''t worry! We''ll rescue Timmy! Calm down!"


    "You old witch!" Emmeline pushed Abel away and rushed over. She grabbed E and yelled, "Where is


    my son? Give my son back!"


    E was beaten crazily by Emmeline, and bloodstains were all over her face.


    "Don''t kill me! Don''t hit me! Sir, hold her!"


    "Give my son back!"


    Abel did not expect Emmeline to have such a crazy reaction. But it was so natural and heartbreaking.


    Her heart-piercing pain was not faked.


    Even if it were na, she would not react crazily like Emmeline.


    Seeing that Emmeline was about to hit E to death, the police pulled Emmeline away.