“Hahahaha, what are you thinking, you silly girl. I’m just a lousy old man, how could I be capable of kidnapping someone? Besides, Fraser is your boyfriend, how could I kidnap him.”


    Houghton turned around and went into the house and poured Vivian a ss of water, “Come on, silly girl, have a ss of water first. Look at the heat for you, the old man is distressed.”


    Vivian looked angry, so angry that she stomped her foot, “Fraser people have been kidnapped, you actually have the mood to joke?”


    “Fine, fine, grandpa is not joking anymore. You drink the water, grandpa will work with you to figure out what to do.” He persuaded Vivian to drink the water.


    Vivian huffed and hugged the cup, gurgling and finishing the water.


    She put the cup on the table with a thud, “The water is finished. Is it time to think of a way to save Brother Fraser?”


    “Well, good. You sit down and give me a good talk about the situation.”


    Houghton pulled Vivian to sit on the couch.


    Vivian then told Houghton everything that happened on the way to school, but as she talked, she cked out and passed out.


    Some timeter, Vivian woke up with a headache.


    “Houghton, what’s wrong with me, my head hurts so much.”


    “You’re a naughty girl, you’re alive and kicking, you tripped on the stone floor at the door and bumped your head.”


    Vivian believed it, went to school, went to school, and found Fraser was not there.


    They asked their ssmates, who said that Fraser had gone to school abroad, that the family had moved away, and that they had all left in a great hurry.


    …


    All these things, one scene emerged in Vivian’s mind.


    The pain was as if it had exploded, so Vivian held his head and rolled on the floor a few times, hitting his head hard on the floor.


    Somehow, the pain finally eased a bit, and she leaned weakly against the bed, limp as a puddle of mud.


    She leaned motionlessly, her head thinking about what Houghton had just said to Cindere Sabastian and the others, only to find it extraordinarily ironic.


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    Vivian raised her hand over her head and muttered.


    Why did Houghton not only fail to seal her memories this time, but instead made all the previous memoriese back to her?


    The words they spoke just now were clearly cryptic, and she actually understood them without a trantor, and without any difficulty.


    Houghton was calm and steady, and would never fail, so what was causing this?


    Vivian could not understand, and when he thought hard, his head hurt.


    So she got up andy down on the bed, closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.


    But she also finally understood a little bit, know why Houghton will be on Morris.


    The reason is that no one who appears beside her, no boy she likes, has ever ended up well.


    Morris has the ability to defend himself, Houghton can do nothing about him, and Fraser was kidnapped and taken away that year, and what really happened after that?


    She suddenly found that Fraser also has a lot of secrets.


    What happened after the kidnapping, every single thing is very mysterious, so she could not understand.


    But one thing was clear to her, Fraser should not be … an enemy.


    “So tired …”


    Vivian sighed fiercely, recalling the past, feeling for the first time that she was being manipted like a doll in her life.


    Now when you think about it, her adoptive mother Lincoln and Anika, are only not simple people.


    If it weren’t for this ident, Vivian would have felt like a joke all her life.


    But Morris must have thought she had her memories ‘sealed’. How was she going to tell Morris?