Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1133 She Thinks It's Possible

Zorion walked forward, step by step, and stopped to look at the people in front of him. "I did something I shouldn't have done last night. It's my fault. I lost control of my emotions and hurt you."

The girl looked at the person in front of her and stepped back. When she found that she was not feeling well, she stopped and replied, "Salman did something to you. That was his fault. I am not his biological daughter. My mother was kidnapped by him. My mother was pregnant for two months at that time. She was afraid that Salman would take revenge on her, so she could only bear the humiliation and the burden. In the end, she gave birth to me. Salman always knew that I was not his biological daughter. He wanted to strangle me many times, but he was lusting after my mother's beauty, so he kept me until today. He wanted to get his hands on me, but he did not succeed. Not long ago, my mother died. I have nothing to do with him anymore."

"You hurt me and owe me a favor. I want you to return it to me."

Zorion was wearing a white robe, standing to one side as he fixed his gaze on the girl. She continued, "I want to get away from Salman's reach, go abroad, and leave this place. You see..."

The girl lifted the blanket. Underneath the blanket, there were droplets of blood. Zorion had never encountered such a thing before, but he understood her point.

The girl was sixteen, and she was very young. He was well aware of that. Furthermore, he did not drink alcohol, so he knew what was going on. He still remembered their intense night together.

A glint of understanding flashed across Zorion's eyes. "Did you do it on purpose?"

"I'm not in the mood to make a deal with you with my body. However, things have already happened, and I can't do anything about it. I could neither kill you, nor could I die."

She could not make sense of what happened the night before after being tortured for an entire night. The man in front of her looked like a gentleman, and he was not old either, but once he took off his clothes, he seemed like another person. His explosive power scared her. Let alone killing him, she could not even dare to think about getting revenge.

Besides, she was too weak. What could she do?

She had seen the man in front of her killing others without blinking an eye and had witnessed his murderous side.

The girl covered herself with the blanket and wrapped herself in it tightly. "I want to leave this country, and I want to leave this place. I can keep what you did last night a secret."

"Also..."

She pursed her lips and said, "I can help you find your younger sister."

"Help me?" Zorion's eyebrows furrowed. The girl nodded and added, "I think I know who took your sister away. I can find him and lure him out."

"Do you know him?"

At the mention of his sister, Zorion walked over and sat down beside the bed. He lifted his hand and grabbed the girl's chin. "Are you playing tricks on me?" Zorion gritted his teeth and lifted her chin.

The girl shook her head and looked straight at Zorion. "If I manage to find your sister, then send me away and give me two million dollars. If I fail to do so, then you can kill me."

Zorion seemed to be deep in thought. "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"

"I understand, but I'm not trying to deceive you. Give me one month, and I'll find your sister. If I can't find her, then it's not too late for you to make a move."

The girl gulped. Zorion let go of her, turned around, and stood up. He placed both of his hands in the pocket of his robe, pondering as he paced back and forth. In the end, he responded, "Half a month. We can't wait any longer."

"Four million. It can't be any less."

Zorion turned to look at the girl. "Do you know who the Atkinson family is in Capital City?"

"Do you know what it means to lose one's only family, one's dignity, and be left with nothing at all?"

They glared at each other, and Zorion gritted his teeth. "Ten days."

"Half a month."

The two of them were in a stalemate. Zorion's phone rang at the side. He walked over and answered the call. It was a message from his parents.

Zorion's body naturally stiffened. It was a phone call from Lottie.

"I understand. I'll pick you up together with Deanna. Deanna has been throwing a tantrum for the past two days. That's why she didn't answer the phone. I'm attempting to console her."

Zorion said with a faint smile in his voice. The girl looked at Zorion, lost in her thoughts. Zorion talked further on the phone, ended the call, and turned to look at her, who was staring at him. "What's your name?"

"Rossie Lautner."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Have you had your birthday this year?"

"No."

Zorion took a deep breath and fixed his dark gaze on Rossie's slender body. He was surprised.

"Four million in half a month. I'll send you away when you've found her." Zorion turned to the door. Rossie saw that the door was closed and lay on the bed, gripping the quilt and beginning to shed tears silently In the afternoon.

Zorion changed his clothes, injected himself with some nourishment, and ate some porridge. Then, he sat down in the living room. Rossie emerged from the room upstairs. She wore a frock that Zorion had asked someone to find for her. It belonged to a maid's daughter.

Deanna's clothes were special. For Zorion, Deanna's stuff was precious, and he would not give them to a stranger.

When she made her way down the stairs, Zorion turned around and had a look. He was stunned when he saw a dignified and beautiful figure appear in front of him.

Even ordinary clothes could not conceal Rossie's delicate appearance.

Standing to one side, Rossie saw Zorion and suggested to him, "Let's go and find your sister."

"Can you do it?" Zorion had already eaten and taken a nutritional jab. However, he remembered that Rossie had not eaten anything. They also had an intense time together the night before. He did not doubt her ability, but she seemed to be too well.

"I've been working outside since I was a child, and my body can take it. Don't worry about that. If you have had something to eat, then let me have some too. I'm hungry."

Rossie spoke mechanically and her face was devoid of emotions.

"Bring some food here," Zorion instructed a servant. Soon, someone placed a platter of brioche, a bowl of broth, and two side dishes of salad and scrambled eggs on the table. In the end, Rossie ate all of them.

Zorion looked at Rossie. If he remembered correctly, the maid served her four pieces of brioche.

She was a girl, how could she have finished the four pieces of brioche, the bowl of soup, the rest of the salad, and the scrambled eggs? Zorion's gaze without thinking fell upon Rossie's stomach. Even if it were a bucket, it would still bulge after stuffing so many things in it.

Turning around, Zorion faced the door. Rossie got up after eating her fill and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, coming out in no time.

"I can leave now," Rossie said, standing at the door. Only then did Zorion stand up and stride towards the door. Someone was about to bring Zorion's coat over for him when Rossie chimed in, "You have to listen to me when it comes to searching for a missing person."

Zorion stopped in his tracks. "Do you think that'll happen?"

"I think it's possible, unless you don't want to look for your younger sister," Rossie replied as she walked up to Zorion. She stopped in front of him and fixed her gaze on him.