Chapter 890
After yelling that, Olivia hung up without waiting for Dorothy's reply as John watched in shock.
"Don't stand there. Hurry and find Lyla."
You could tell from the video that Lyla was basically in a coma. She would be in danger if they could not find her within half an hour.
Therefore, she did not have time to talk nonsense with John.
However, they found no sign of Lyla and Sam after searching the farm.
Overwhelmed with helplessness, Olivia would have suspected that the news was false if Fred had not told her with his grevious wounds.
'Lyla must be here!
'I must find them!
'But where the h*ll are you, Lyla and Sam?'
Olivia looked around, even almost getting down on her hands and knees, but it was all in vain.
"Liv, take a break first.’
John saw that she did not look well and walked over to advise her.
Olivia pushed him away. "If you think we're wasting time, you can leave, but don't stop me from finding my daughter!" "Liv, you know I didn't mean that. Lyla is my daughter too. I..."
Olivia turned around and glared at him. "Lyla's not your daughter. You don't have to shed crocodile tears."
John knew that the more he talked, the angrier she became. He kept his mouth shut and followed Olivia around, keeping an eye on her.
As far as he was concerned, she could give birth to another daughter, but there was only one Olivia.
Nothing was more important than Olivia.
Olivia suddenly stopped and looked down to search for something.
"John, do you find anything different about this soil?"
John leaned in to look and stepped on it. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he pulled Olivia away.
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