When Lady Octavia said the name "Mia Kinsman," Diana Kinsman gripped her phone tightly, a vicious look in her eyes.
"Why do you know Mia Kinsman? Who are you? Mia Kinsman...Diana... what connection do you have to Mia Kinsman?"
"You don't need to know who I am. You want your little granddaughter back, right? Fine, I'll give you a chance." Just a moment ago, Diana suddenly changed her mind and came up with a new plan.
She felt that her new plan would be more satisfying to execute.
"A chance, what kind of chance?"
"I can return your granddaughter to you, but you'll have to send your husband, Darren Heath, to talk to me. Remember, he must come alone. If I find out he's brought anyone else, don't blame me for being heartless. You have two hours. If I don't see anyone after two hours, you might never see the little princess again."
