Owen Moreland's response was evasive, and Amelia Clarke could tell.
"Is he really not okay?" Amelia Clarke tightly clutched Owen Moreland's arm, with so much force that her nails were almost embedding themselves into his skin.
Owen Moreland wrapped his arms around Amelia Clarke, gently patting her back to comfort her, "It will be alright."
Amelia Clarke didn't say anything more. Her heart felt as though it was being tightly clutched by a hand, causing her pain that almost made it impossible to breathe.
Since Owen Moreland did not directly answer her question, it could only mean… Mason Carter might be in a bad situation; she wasn't foolish.
After a long silence, she couldn't hold back anymore, "Who took Mason? Why did they take him? Owen, do you already know? Please tell me, why did that person take Mason? Did they harm him? Tell me, please…"
