Chapter 739

At the Plath family's manor... “Mrs. Plath, Ms. Plath was brought away by someone from the hospital.” Mrs. Plath’s body stiffened for a moment while she was sipping tea, and she frowned slightly. “Has Samson come over?” “Mr. Ardly knew that you came over and is now headed over.” The subordinate nodded. “Okay. Get someone to continue to search and make sure Summer is found,” Mrs. Plath said. She remained silent for a while and said again, “Make sure Summer is safe. Do not let her get injured.” “Yes, Madam.” The subordinate left the living room and a middle-aged man who wore a cap and mask came in. “It’s been a long time.” That man’s voice was hoarse. His vocal cords sounded as if they had been badly damaged before. “Almost fifty years...” Mrs. Plath smiled and shook her head. “Has it been over twenty years?” “Yes. Time flies.” That man took off his mask, and his face was covered with hideous scars. He looked scary. “Is there any news about Alaric?” that man spoke and looke