After all, Jose Floyd has always been single, if he suddenly has a daughter out of nowhere...
That scene is unimaginable!
Jose Floyd held Regina as he followed the address released by the news.
"Young Master Floyd, why don't I carry her? You're still running a fever... and didn't eat anything yesterday..." Henrik Woody said worriedly, seeing Jose Floyd's pale face.
Although Regina wasn't heavy, they had walked quite a distance, all on foot, and Henrik was truly afraid that Young Master Floyd, in his weakened state, might faint on these flooded streets.
"It's alright," Jose Floyd replied calmly.
Jose Floyd, who was feverish, was holding Regina, and his strength was gradually being drained. When they were just a bit away from their destination, a few uniformed officers passed by them, looking exhausted, discussing as they walked.
"Sigh, Regina still hasn't been found. With such a big flood, can a two-year-old child walk out safely?"
