Chapter 901: My Surname is Lawrence

As soon as these words fell, a loud and sharp curse came from outside the door. "Sean, you son of a bitch, give me back my son!" "You two outsiders, brother and sister, are nothing but a disaster to our village. If it weren't for you coming here, my son wouldn't have gone missing." "My poor son, Mom will definitely find you." ... A woman appeared before everyone, crying and cursing. Cheyenne turned around and saw a woman of average stature, slightly plump with an ordinary face. She appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing a black and white striped coat matched with tight black pants. She wore a pair of thick-soled foam flip-flops. She looked like a typical urban woman, nothing special. Behind her was an old man with graying hair, crying with red eyes, the wrinkles on his face becoming more apparent as tears wetted them. Sean became somewhat scared when the woman appeared, trembling involuntarily and taking a step back. "Jillian, I... I don't know wha