The Pain Again Chapter 25
Chapter 25 Amanda let out a small snort, wiped her greasy fingers on a napkin, did a quick divination, and said to Maeve, “Your sister’s out of danger now, don’t worry. But you better start making some money. Her medical bills are gonna be a lot.” After all, the country her sister was in had sky–high healthcare costs Maeve already knew that. But as long as her sister survived, she didn’t care how much it cost Once Amanda got the good news, she relaxed and moved on to her next caller. As soon as the guy popped up on screen, the viewers recognized him. Viewer A: [Wait, isn’t this Philip Baker? Hector Baker’s father?] Viewer B: [Yeah, I know him too. His son got kidnapped ten years ago. He sold everything and has been looking for him ever since. Man, he’s a poor guy.] Viewer C[Please let him find his son. I can’t even look at this without tearing up.] While the chat was buzzing. Amanda studied Philip’s face and couldn’t help sighing to herself. ‘Such a poor man. He’s only in his thirties and looks like he’s in his fifties. Philip heard Amanda’s sigh, and his heart dropped. He asked with a worried look, “Ms. Corkery, did something happen to my He never believed in this fortune–telling stuff at first, but after what he just saw with Maeve and her sister, hope flared up in his chest. Thinking it cost just one dollar, he decided to give it a shot. It was nothing compared to the chance to know the truth. Seeing Amanda’s expression, he couldn’t help feeling nervous. Amanda shook her head and said, “No, it’s not that.” She adjusted her tone–she didn’t want her face to be misread and scared this poor father half to death “You’re looking for your son, right?” she asked. “Yes. I just want to know… is he still alive?” Philip asked, his voice tight with emotion, his eyes already turning red. Amanda looked him over and nodded. “He’s alive” Philip let out a sharp breath, as if someone had been holding him underwater and finally let him up. He then said. “If you can help me find him, I’ll do anything you ask.” Amanda waved it off. “No need. You already paid for the divination. Nothing more is needed. Alright, send me your son’s info.” Philip immediately did Amanda glanced at it, divined for a moment, and gave him a location. Philip checked the location on the map, feeling confused. “Ms. Corkery, are you sure? Could there be a mistake?” The location was a small town less than 15 miles from where he was now. He couldn’t believe it. He’d spent years crisscrossing the country looking for his son, and how could he be this close? Amanda didn’t reply. Instead, she raised her hand and traced something in the air–no one knew what–but Philip felt his eyes go a little warm and tingly….