Is There a Scar

That question was very tricky. Felicia was stunned for a moment, then she closed her eyes and replied with difficulty, "On... Life and Death Street." "Second question. Is there a scar on your back?" "...Yes." After Felicia finished speaking, Fiona's gaze became even fiercer. Felicia matched two of the most important criteria. In that case, had she really found the little girl that Joseph had been looking for? Fiona couldn't tell if she was jealous or unable to accept it. She gritted his teeth and reached out to pull Felicia's hospital gown. The hospital gown was already very loose. The moment she pulled up her collar, she saw a hideous and ugly scar on Felicia's fair back. It was exactly the same as the little girl that Joseph had met. The same age, the same Life and Death Street, the same scar. Felicia, who was in front of her, was the person that Joseph was looking for. Fiona was so jealous that she wanted to go mad just thinking about it. For so many years, she had been helping him