“What’s the matter that you’re in such a hurry, Roanna?”
Upon spotting the middle-aged woman, Santiago quickly stepped forward and put that question forth.
It turned out that the middle-aged woman was his wife, Roanna Anderson.
“Hailey...”
Roanna had just opened her mouth when she screeched to a stop mid-utterance. Her brows scrunched together imperceptibly, and she swept her gaze around.
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