Chapter 1209
The voice on the phone made Mable pale instantly.
“Spike, what’s wrong? Spike!”
Seeing something wrong, Blair grabbed the phone and put it on speaker.
“Spike!”
Soon, Spike’s voice came from the phone again.
“Mommy! Daddy!”
“Blair, Mable, your precious son is in my hands.”
That sentence made Mable so panicked she almost cried. “Who are you and what do you want? Don’t hurt my son!”
Mable could not tell who the voice was, but Blair could.
“Olivia!”
It was her!
He could not be mistaken. That voice was hers!
She was still alive!
Olivia’s maniacal laughter came through the phone. “Hahaha... Master Blair, you still remember me. I’m surprised.”
The sounds of struggling came through the phone. “You evil woman! Let me go! My mommy and daddy won’t let you get away with this...”
“Shut up, you little brat!”
The woman’s shrill voice sounded.
Then, there was the sound of a slap.
“Spike!”
Mable grabbed the phone with trembling fingers. “No! Don’t hurt my son!”
The veins on Blair’s 

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