Madam President!
Brows tightly knitted together, yet in the next second, as if struck by a sudden epiphany, Aaron looked towards Ling Xi with shock and disbelief in his eyes.
How is this possible!
"Perhaps what you're thinking is correct," Ling Xi said nonchalantly as she watched Aaron, "She is likely your mother." She paused slightly, sighing softly.
"Because she is the only one... an Eastern woman." The answer required no further thought.
Completely unsettled, Aaron at that moment was like a whirlwind of shock, delight, and rage—unable to contain himself.
"Where are you going?" Ling Xi asked knowingly as she watched Aaron move to bolt outside.
"I'm going to take my mother out of there." For more than twenty years, in such a place, he couldn't even begin to imagine what sort of life his mother had lived, nor could he bear to imagine it.
