Irene Nadine’s pov

I arranged the time and took the children out early in the morning.

Take a taxi to the prison when I get to the station.

The child leaned over the window and looked at the scenery outside the window. He was muttering.

After the vehicle arrived, I found the person in charge of the guard office. After asking, I learned that Ceres had been picked up just last night.

I asked who took it, he didn’t reply.

Instead of calling Jeffrey Scott immediately, I took a car to the place where Ceres used to live, but the tenant of that room has changed, and nobody knows where...