"Aren't you shocked? Her voice is exactly like Bella's." Amelia William said with a smile, looking at David Wilson meaningfully.

David Wilson stared at Amelia William and a lot of ideas flashed in his mind, "Is it Luis Taylor who took Bella? After Bella disappeared, one of my researchers also disappeared. If Bella has been taking drugs, she would have survived."

"You got a rich imagination. Don't make your mind about my friend." Amelia William warned, pulling Hannah Clarke into the elevator.

David Wilson's chest heaved violently and he looked at Hannah Clarke's expressionless face. He was shocked, astonished, startled, and subconsciously he felt a little happy.

Hannah Clarke looked up at David Wilson, and her eyes were calm without any fluctuation.

The elevator door slowly closed.

"David Wilson's ability is stronger than James Grayson's. I was scared to death just now. Touch me, see, I have sweat in my palm." Amelia William said in fear.

"It's useless to be afraid. The calmer we behave, the more he won't doubt. Besides, my bone marrow has been replaced. As long as we don't admit it, he can never prove that I am Bella." Hannah Clarke said rationally.

"Stay away from him. In my opinion, David Wilson is more terrible than James Grayson.

James Grayson at least would rather hurt himself than hurting Bella, but David Wilson would rather hurt Bella than let her be taken away.

Moreover, in your two years of disappearance, James Grayson is still living a lonely life, while David Wilson changes the women every day.

No, James Grayson is not a lonely person either. He has two sons. One of them is not yours. He is Scarlett Evan's son, and James Grayson is no longer your beloved." Amelia William complained.

"He and Scarlett Evan's child did not come to this world by a proper process of nature. Some people used his sperms to impregnate Scarlet. It is not his fault." Hannah Clarke explained.

"Look at yourself. You are still talking in James Grayson's favor. Didn't you treat him very harshly when you were in the hospital just now?" Amelia William said.

"That's quite another matter. I'm talking about the facts. Well, let's not talk about that. Have breakfast first." Hannah Clarke said and looked at the red number on the elevator.

"After breakfast, you check out first, and live with me today, so that David Wilson will not disturb you in the evening." Amelia William suggested.

Hannah Clarke nodded. After breakfast, she went back to the room, packed her luggage, and checked out at the front desk.

She went with Amelia William to her place.

Amelia William lived in a villa on the hillside. She lived alone. There was a distance of one kilometer from the iron fence to the gate of the villa. There were ten guards at the gate who change their posts in turn. Within ten kilometers, there was real-time monitoring to ensure the safety of that important man when he came here.

This place seemed to be heavily guarded. But for Amelia William, it was nothing but a big cage.

"What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you." Hannah Clarke said softly.

"I miss your red braised pork and Korean court food. I'll go to the fridge and have a look. There should be a lot of fresh ingredients. They buy food every day." Amelia William said, stopping the car at the iron fence.

Soldiers checked carefully to make sure that there were no dangerous articles and people on the vehicle before they let them go in.

Amelia William drove to the villa.

Hannah Clarke heard Mark's babbling voice from afar, and her heart was soft.

Amelia William's villa had a housekeeper, a chef, two people to take care of Mark, and two people who clean the house. The people who cleaned the house also took charge of the garden.

Amelia William took a look at Hannah Clarke and raised her eyebrows.

Hannah Clarke understood and nodded.

Luis Taylor won't allow Amelia William to take Mark out of the country. On the surface, it seemed that Luis Taylor hired so many people here to take care of her and Mark. In fact, they were his people, and the function of surveillance was indispensable.

"Baby, do you miss your mother?" Amelia William reached out to hold Mark.

Mark immediately stretched his arm to let Amelia William hug him.

Mark was now 15 months old, a little bit big, and he has learned to walk. Although he was still staggering, he can say some words, such as mom, dad, aunt, grandmother, uncle, and so on. He can also say "want", "eat", "play" etc.

He seemed exactly like Amelia William. His face looked similar to her, the only difference was their gender.

Hannah Clarke stood aside and watched Amelia William teasing Mark.

She has missed Levi's childhood. When she saw this cute baby, her heart was soft.

Amelia William teased Mark for a while and looked at the chef, "Cillian, you don't need to prepare my lunch today. My friend will make it for me. You just need to prepare others' and Mark's lunch."

Cillian nodded to show that he understood and went into the kitchen to do his work.

"Let's see what we have." Amelia William walked to the refrigerator with Mark in her arms.

Hannah Clarke opened the refrigerator. "There is pork, chicken legs, and chicken breast piece. How about I make braised pork, roasted chicken legs, and chicken curry?"

"I really want to eat it now. You know, though Cillian is from this place, he has been in France for several years. All the dishes he cooked are French. I'm not used to it." Amelia William complained.

"Would you like to talk to Luis Taylor about changing a chef who suits your taste?" Hannah Clarke suggested.

"Luis Taylor likes it. He's so particular about it that he doesn't care about whether I like it or not." Amelia William rolled her eyes.

"Eat, eat, eat." Mark's little finger pointed to the Yakult in the refrigerator, and saliva came out.

"Eh, you little greedy. I don't know who are you like and from whom you get these traits. Just saw these yummy foods and you are drooling." Although Amelia William said suspiciously, she patiently wiped the corners of Mark's mouth with a paper towel.

Hannah Clarke looked at Amelia William. Who is he like? Haha, isn't he a copy of her?

She took a Yakult bottle from the refrigerator.

"This one needs to be hot to give to the young master." Sister Pamela, who took care of Mark, immediately took milk in Hannah Clarke's hand.

Amelia William shrugged, "Let her go to heat it first. I can feed Mark. Mark still likes her mother a little more, right, Mark?"

Mark's eyes were still fixed on Yakult bottle and with his red tongue licking his lips. He looked especially cute.

Amelia William pinched Mark's nose. "Whoever provides milk is your mother. What should I do with you?"

"Mark is still small." Hannah Clarke said softly.

Amelia William gave the child to another woman, Aunt Rosa who took care of Mark, led Hannah Clarke into the room, closed the door, and whispered, "For safety's sake, I'll book tickets this evening. If it's not enough. We'll go to country X for a transfer. It must be OK."

Hannah Clarke nodded, "I see."

"In order to not let those security guards doubt me, I'll put my luggage in your suitcase too. I'll buy everything new when we arrive in Chile, and then we'll stay there for a month and come back." Amelia William said.

"All right. I'll go to the kitchen to cook first. Don't behave strangely today, so as to not let others doubt us." Hannah Clarke advised.

Her cell phone rang.

She looked at it again.

Why did James Grayson call her again?

However, she picked it up and answered in doubt...