The viewpoint of Donna Davis
I glanced down at the container of milk powder and opened it, and Susan proceeded to make milk powder for the children.
There are now 5 whole bottles, but one can is still missing its bottom half.
Debbie was surrounded by four children who were playing. Debbie expressed interest in participating in the game, but her enthusiasm was lacking. When she watched them, her small face contorted into a mournful expression, and she slumped against the couch.
I brought five bottles of milk, enough for each individual to have their own.
Debbie sobbed, “Mum, I don’t want to drink milk…”
“What kind of food do you want to eat?”
“… snow….”
That made me chuckle.
While cradling her delicate tiny body, I “You should know, Debbie, that Duke, Dora, Doris, and Dylan are sitting about waiting for you to join them in their game. After consuming milk, the sickness will become better shortly. Do you wish to join them in their game?”
Duke, “Debbie, we’ll assist you battle monsters!”
Dora, “destroy it!”
“Not frightened!” shouted Doris.
Dylan nodded firmly. “Well, drink milk!” Next you should place Debbie’s small meat hand on top of the little meat hand.
Two little beef hands, folded together as though to give me support or encouragement.
Debbie’s voice is shaky, but you can see she’s trying to chuckle.
“OK, mum, here, let me get the bottle for you.”
I popped the top of the bottle into Debbie’s mouth, and she sucked on it like a good little girl.
Bruce Scott broke into the Z city’s traffic electronics eyeballs using his hacking skills. He stared at the security footage nonstop for 24 hours, and he was dangerously close to becoming blind as a result.
His job load has never been very burdensome!
At each crossroads, there is no indication of the presence of Davis.
I was given access to six computers inside the hotel room in Z City. Bruce Scott and the bodyguard both fixed their eyes on the security camera footage. With the number of eyes, there was no way a fly could get away.
But I still didn’t locate Donna Davis.
The young lady really seems oblivious to the fact that while she was with the top group, she seemed to be a student.
Dealing with Mr. Matthews and concealing children from him requires a high level of psychological skill, which I have to admit I appreciate.
Right in the middle of a metropolitan area, Mr. Matthews!
My worst fear is that Mr. Matthews did not believe that she was keeping a stunning secret from him!
Now it is necessary for us to verify not only the trace of Donna Davis, but also the trace of Donna Davis when she had returned to a city.
Most significantly, Donna Davis became a mother three years ago when she gave birth to a kids. The more specific , the better.
Mr. Matthews has contacted the foreign side. He only has to wait.
The alarm went off at daybreak, and Bruce Scott’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the phone and answered it as quickly as he could “Mr. Matthews, I have not yet had the pleasure of meeting Donna Davis. The way Donna Davis conceals herself is quite covert. As long as Donna Davis continues to go out, we can find her.”
“I made it such that no one could enter or leave Z city,”
“To put it simply, it’s never open! As long as Donna Davis is still in Z City, it will be impossible for him to flee.”
Sean Matthews did not respond and just terminated the call.
At the present, Sean Matthews may be found staying at Susan’s home in the city.
The bodyguards were seen standing outside with perplexed expressions on their faces.
Before leaving, Donna Davis piled all of the children’s belongings onto Susan’s side of the couch.
The floor is constructed with the same cartoon foam board as the house of Donna Davis.
In addition, there are children’s clothing in the hallway that may be gathered at a later time; milk bottles and milk powder cans have been nicely placed; and various types of little toys have been strewn around the floor. There are five children who are the same age. What is the significance of Donna Davis being surrounded by five children?
point of view of Sean Matthews
Maybe due to the one-night stand.
What will happen to the other four children now that Duke is my son?
Whose is it, exactly?
This is the reason why Bruce Scott has to conduct an investigation.
Sean Matthews was standing in front of the window, looking imposing and menacing as he exuded an air of impending doom; his dark eyes were darker than the night.
It wasn’t just once or twice that Donna Davis played a prank on me in front of the audience. Not only was she a trickster, but she also had a formidable amount of bravery.
That was the first time that other people had me cornered.
I stay inside the home with Susan and the kids rather than going somewhere. The balcony is where I spend the most of my time.
I will just wait for Debbie to get well before leaving immediately.
“Mom, let’s go down and play!”
Duke went over and said.
The remaining four children gathered around us, and their eager gaze filled the room as they fixed themselves upon me with five sets of large eyes.
Why not go out? I have a severe phobia of being seen. In addition to that, there is additional surveillance taking place throughout the neighborhood. In the face of Sean Matthews, it’s always good to be cautious.
“Now? Or should we wait till Debbie is fully recovered?” I discuss with them.
“Mum, I I’m ready…” Debbie said such words feebly while resting her little hands on her chest.
“Okay, how about we eat some supper and play some games?”
Their hungry tiny eyes make it impossible for me to say no.
“Good!”
The children reacted with joy and leaped in response.
I am aware that they have been treated unfairly. I am now trapped inside the home. If there are any vibrant and charming children there, I will have a panic attack.
It shouldn’t be a problem if you decide to take them out for a little time in the evening to check on Debbie’s performance .
They are planning to depart here quite early tomorrow morning if all goes according to plan.
After the meal, Susan and I had planned to take the kids out for a stroll around the neighborhood.
The moment the door was unlocked, the children poured out of it like a jumbled mass of ants.
Susan raced after them and called out, “Don’t run! Watch out for falling!”
To go to the ground floor of the building, I used the elevator.