Chapter 670

　　Third person's POV 　　Tabitha felt a bomb about to detonate in her head, a sense of extreme foreboding spreading rapidly within her like a torrential tide. 　　"Have you seen her? Where is she?" Tabitha's voice trembled with anxiety. 　　Her eyes were fixed on Mathilda, her gaze a complex mixture of despair and hope. 　　Mathilda crooked her finger slightly, beckoning Tabitha with a smirk on her face. "Follow me. I'll take you to her." 　　However, in Tabitha's mind, her words were like the devil's tempting yet deadly lure. 　　She knew that if Ayla was truly in her possession, she wouldn't go through such trouble to say she'd lead her there. 　　She would just hand the child over. 　　Instantly, Tabitha realized a terrible fact: besides Alya, she herself was likely one of the targets. 　　Could it be the one who had been hiding behind the scenes? 　　No, probably not. If it was that, they wouldn't use such an indirect approach. They would be more direct and brutal. 　　This woman spoke with an American