My Marriage to a Mute Girl

The word 'Laoshan' echoed through the office.

Alan's face sank, and the ugly scar trembled viciously, as if it was a sinew extending down from the corner of his forehead, pressing against the surge of emotions.

"Laoshan?"

Jack returned to his senses and nodded his head, "Yes, Lexie was received into the Mitchell family with her grandma when she was eight years old."

"From Laoshan?"

"This is not clear," Jack looked at Alan apprehensively.

After all, twenty years had passed, the servants of the Mitchell family had changed several times, and it was not easy to find out that Lexie came with her grandma, and there was really no trace of where she came from.

Hearing this answer, Alan's expression however became complicated, suddenly snapped close the document in his hand, "Go check it out and have someone go to Laoshan."

Jack froze for a moment, "Mr. Alan, why do you suddenly want to check this?"

Alan said coldly, "Go find the people who survived that fire back then, find out everything about Lexie and her grandmother and the Mitchell family, as soon as possible."

Meeting Alan's stern gaze, Jack nodded, "I'll have someone check it out."

Alan nodded slightly.

"By the way, Mr. Alan, there is one more thing."

"What?"

"Miss Mitchell is renting a room, but the agent has been unable to contact Miss Mitchell, so he contracted Dr. Stewart and Dr. Stewart said he has rented the house."

"Where?"

Jack was apprehensive, "World Trade New Town."

Alan's brows knitted.

At night, the sound of an engine came from the courtyard of the Howard’s villa, extraordinarily clear in the night.

and the moment she heard the engine, she immediately closed the book and put it aside, got out of bed and put on her

waiting

just taken off his jacket and

pointed to the kitchen,

Alan wasn't there, and the door to the master bedroom was left open, and there was

in the study, and a newspaper with frayed edges on the top of the

below was striking – Alan Howard, the

from 20 years

Lexie was stunned.

been abducted and sold in his early years, and it wasn't hard to know about it, but why

"What are you doing?"

Lexie was startled, and with a

[Sorry]

lean down and

step ahead of her, and before her hand touched the newspaper, a large hand had already

carried a distinct displeasure, "Who gave you permission to just

she showed an

and put that newspaper in

closing the drawer, seeing the picture of 'Laoshan

in connection with what Jack said in the

you get picked up back to the Mitchell

a moment and

[About eight years old.]

picked up?" Alan gave her a sidelong glance and questioned in a cold voice, "Where did you live before you went back to the Mitchell

Lexie shook her head.

[I don't remember.]

on Alan's face intensified and he snorted coldly, "Do you not

the fire in Laoshan twenty years ago was set by Peter, he never found tangible evidence and his

if there was some kind of connection

remember, with a barely

Mitchell family, and I

only when her grandmother kept a picture of her

anything, Alan lost his patience, "If you don't know anything, why are you still

Lexie gritted her teeth.