Chapter 687

"I want to save my son, my precious little one! Corinne, please help me, help me break open that door together!" Anya exclaimed, raising the chisel in her hand in excitement. Corinne watched Anya's distressed and desperate state, squinting her eyes, feeling skeptical. At this moment, Anya did indeed seem different from her previous acts. It did not seem like she was pretending. If what Anya said was true, there might be a man inside that utility room who possibly took her child hostage. Could it be a burglary? The thief was discovered by the child and, fearing the child's cries would alert the adults in the house, resorted to harming the child to silence them. Considering this, with the safety of the child at stake, Corinne temporarily set aside her biased perspective of Anya and calmly advised her: "Don't act rashly for now. Even if we break open the door, it won't solve the problem if someone is holding your son, hostage. It might even provoke the person to take extreme measur