Although the man had an ordinary face, his smile was very gentle, making people feel a sense of goodwill and relax upon seeing him.
He was polite and said gently to Edward Stephens, "Mr. Stephens, while Miss Ginger is still asleep, let's go outside and have a word."
*
Edward Stephens found a café near the hospital.
He sat with a sullen face, extremely cold expressions, leaning on the sofa, looking at Nicholas Woods.
"What's wrong with her?"
Nicholas Woods sat across from him and said gently, "Mr. Stephens, are you familiar with PTSD?"
Edward Stephens' eyes flickered for a moment, and he said, "Are you saying that this kidnapping caused her..."
"Not this time." Nicholas gently interrupted him, speaking softly, "It was eight years ago."
Edward's hand on the table clenched slightly.
