To make it up to Chloe, who had been abducted for 12 years, he doted on her as much as he could.

Even when I was still his sister, he had never treated me like this.

After a long while, he finally hung up the phone.

Every word of his concern for her was like a sharp knife stabbing into my heart.

When the photos of my body were saved in the file, he looked at the missing part of my body and frowned.

At this time, Carson handed him a bottle of water and said with concern,

"You just called Chloe. Why don't you give Harper a call too? She's been living on her own for six years since she was 12. Her life is hard enough."

Xavier's face darkened, but Carson continued,

"If I remember right, it's Chloe's birthday tomorrow. Harper goes back to you at this time of the year. She's a big girl now. Don't throw her out the door again."

"Listen to me, let bygones be bygones! If Calvin were still alive, he wouldn't want to see you like this."

Xavier heard my name and became so angry that the veins on his neck throbbed.

He said through gritted teeth, "I'm investigating a case now. I can't go back or call her. Carson, if you're worried, call her yourself. Anyway, you've helped her a lot in the past six years!"

After that, he turned around and left. This time, he didn't even listen to Carson.

I forced a smile and felt sorry for Carson.

In the past six years, without his secret help, I might not even afford to go to school.

If I had known that I would be targeted and die miserable, I would have saved some tuition fees to buy Carson some kebabs.

When Dad was still alive, he liked to eat kebabs and drink with him.

Bitterness welled up in my chest, and I couldn't breathe.

Several police officers who were investigating the case slept in the car for the whole night, and the people on duty tried to fish out my fingers overnight.

Early in the morning, the third search was over, but they still found nothing.

Xavier woke up early. He looked grim when the rescue team members all frowned.

Carson came over and said with a serious face, "It seems that the key to this case is the fingers."

"What's wrong with the fingers?"

Xavier replied coldly, "There is either evidence of a murder or clues of the deceased's identity on them."

After a while, Carson suddenly remembered something and immediately grabbed Xavier's arm.

"Xavier, if I remember right, Harper lost two fingers on her right hand, didn't she?"