Chapter 679

　　Third person's POV 　　Derek took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. 　　Tabitha and Ayla, dressed in silver gowns, appeared grand, vintage, and exquisite. 　　With silver chains as accessories, they had a unique beauty. 　　Ayla's face was unobstructed. 　　When her innocent and angelic face appeared on the large screen, many were captivated by her heavenly appearance. 　　She wasn't drugged, her large eyes clear and bright. 　　Adorned with crystal and feather headpieces, she looked like an exotic princess. 　　Her innocent eyes didn't understand what was happening. She didn't cry but stared curiously at everything around her, like a curious fawn that had wandered into a den of wolves. 　　Her tender pink lips were slightly parted, and Derek could read her lips from the screen. 　　"Mommy, Wilmot." 　　Derek's fingers had already touched his weapon. At this moment, he wished he could draw it out and shoot Matilda on the spot. 　　The rest of the crowd was already in an uproar. The little girl wa