Novel & Cerita Tim Paige Audiobook

*** While the van was moving, Angelo mind was focused on the two girls at the backseats dragging with the group of men. "Mistress, who is Paige's father?" He boldly asked. The mistress chuckled at him for a while, then sighed. "You know, this is why I like you. You are just so bold and fierce. You are a good kid indeed," she praised. She then sighed softly. "Paige's father is an American man. Louis Gray. He is from Oneida New York. He is a very complicated man who cares about his daughter so much. You know, Paige grew up in New York, and she schooled there of course. And should I tell you a secret?"

Paige stumbled out of the restaurant, her whole body trembling. She could feel the scorching sensation of the wire under her blouse. Her legs failed her and she slumped into a concrete barrier, struggling to breathe, immediately she reached the parking lot. David was already listening to the recording through his earpiece so he and Monica hurried to her side. "Breathe, Paige," Monica said softly, kneeling beside her. "It's over now." "Did you—" Paige's voice caught. "Did you get what you needed? Please tell me this wasn't for nothing."

My voice was low, guttural, threaded with the beast barely contained beneath my skin. Paige flinched but didn’t back away. “I was looking for the truth.” Her voice trembled, yet there was steel in it too. “You weren’t going to tell me, so I had to find it myself.” “The truth,” I repeated, my tone a dangerous hiss. “You think this is true? These records are lies twisted to protect people like you from themselves.” Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her whole body trembling. “People like me?”

Paige told him. Zach laughed, "Come on, let's go." As she saw the gate where he was taking her, she said, "Hold on, why are we at the park, Mr. Zach?" He smiled, "Didn't you say you want to ride the Ferris wheel?" Paige was taken aback, "Me? When did I say that?" Zach smiled, dipped his hand into his jacket, and took out a small book with a pink cover, showing it to her. He said, "I'm ashamed to say I went through your diary."