"Thank you for saving me. I owe you my life." Rayvor smiled at them, thanking them. Janine, Jen and Jackie are in his room to talk to him. "You're welcome." Janine sat on the stool beside the bed. "You don't really want to tell your family you're still alive?" He shook his head for several times. "I-I don't want to go through that again." He looked at them. "I will still file a case against my sister once I'm better, but not now. I also don't want you all to get involved. They might hurt you, too." "Don't worry, we understand your situation." She paused for a bit. Weighing the situation. "Does your sister have been like that? I mean, how could she just think of k********g you for a ransom?" "I was adopted when I was four," he started telling his story. "She wasn't born that time yet.

