"Ding-a-ling!"
At that moment, the ringtone of Zhao Quan's cellphone, placed beside him, went off urgently.
Zhao Quan's body trembled as he hastily picked up the phone. When he saw the caller ID, a flash of joy crossed his face, and he immediately answered, "Lin'er, where are you now? How are you? Is everything alright? Did the Huang Family do anything to you? I'm sending someone right now to pick you up..."
"Mr. Zhao, you don't have to send anyone because your son won't see tomorrow's sun," Rose's cold voice came through the phone.
Upon hearing the chilly female voice through the phone, Zhao Quan's face changed dramatically, and he spoke sharply, "Who are you? What have you done to my son? I tell you, if you dare harm my son, I will make sure you are torn to pieces and your bones ground to dust."
