Chapter 360 Taylor's Long Lost Sister
Never once did he forget that he had lost a little child, whether he was on his own in the streets or had been
saved by Nathaniel and had followed him overseas.
Foster hcaught fire that day, and it was far too huge. A few kids were burned, while skids managed to
get away. When the accident occurred and when people were witnessing the rescue, there were too many
individuals around. He discovered he was unable to locate his sister after making his getaway. He searched
everywhere but was unable to locate her.
It was clear that someone had stolen her away.
There were a lot of people on this plwho were morally bankrupt.
Subsequently, the foster home's dean was imprisoned, the place was shut down, and the kids were transferred
to different orphanages.
He made every effort, including using Mr. Nathaniel's forces, calling the police and requesting assistance on
social media, but he was unable to obtain the information.
She should be able to hear his news for as long as she lives.
Abigail was deserving of being exceptionally gifted psychologically. Taylor's red eyes were fixed on her. Within
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In front of her, the girl's face and Taylor's face appeared to be superimposed on one another. She had to admit
that if she looked closely, Taylor and Anna continued to resemble one another.
Her heart pounded fiercely and her thoughts shifted.
Did this broken piece of wood really matter to him that much?
Could he be the brother Anna had told her about so many times?
They were imprisoned by human traffickers at the time, waiting for years and months for their ultimate fate.
Because Anna thought she looked much like her and joked that perhaps she was her long-lost sister, they were
raised together, beaten together, and worked together.
Many in that filthy basement believed she bore a striking resemblance to Anna.
Even when Michael chere to pick someone up later, he quickly observed the two of them and remarked on
how excellent the sisters were.
Even Abigail was confused about why she had taken Anna's belongings with her.
Perhaps it was to honor the first person she killed herself or to preserve the little warmth she still had in her
heart.
This broken wood was about to save Abigail's life at this point.
She pursed her lips and said, "This wooden sign is... it was given toby my brother," staring at Taylor with a
look of dread that progressively becmore sad.
Taylor suddenly relinquished his grip on Abigail, staring at her in shock.
He fixed his gaze on Abigail, who was hunched over on the floor, instinctively crouching down in front of her, his
hand firmly resting on her shoulder.
When they were younger, Abigail was close to Anna, and Anna shared practically all of her secrets with her.
"Please, Taylor, please don't murder me! I'm adopted by Michael. My brother and | grew up in a foster home!
Please! | didn't get to meet my brother yet!"
Whether Taylor believed it or not, Abigail was gambling at this point, and she wouldn't let go the chance.
Now just wager on Taylor's internal suffering.
As soon as she mentioned that, Taylor would look into Michael's buying of children's records in Buranda. To
gratify Michael, she used a vase to shatter Anna's head.
Several members of the Hill family were aware of it at the time.
Taylor's capabilities indicated that he would undoubtedly find out what had happened.
If Taylor couldn't let her go now,
when he returned to Saeville and et
discovered that the person who killed his sister was Abigail, she would be torn apart.
As long as she escaped, left Taylor, and crossed the river in front of her, she would never be controlled again,
and Taylor could do nothing to her.
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