Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 113 Maid Sylvia

Wade recovers from the shock.

Susie is my aunt’s daughter.

The father of the aunt’s daughter is also his uncle.

The uncle in front of me is so fierce at cooking.

“Susie, let’s go upstairs first.” Wade ran to Susie.

At this moment, Susie was looking to the other side. There was a maid with a pale face standing behind the big tree. The flower basket in her hand fell to the ground, and the flowers scattered all over the floor.

She said, “Wait a little longer!”

The little guy ran to the big tree, then looked up at the maid in front of him: “Auntie, are you okay?”

As soon as the maid lowered her head, she saw the little girl in front of her with a cute face, big dark eyes, and a bloody kitchen knife in her hand.

She seemed to be frightened, and backed away again and again: “Don’t cut off my head!”

Susie was taken aback, and hid the kitchen knife behind her back.

She didn’t mean that!

Was this aunt frightened?

Susie looked again suspiciously, always feeling that something was

wrong.

“Auntie, is your neck okay?”

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It turned out that when the maid backed out, she tried her best to turn her face away as if she wanted to run, but her hands and feet were a little uncoordinated, her head moved to the left and her body backed away, failing to keep up with her brain’s reaction.

At first glance, it was as if his head had been twisted.

Kellen didn’t know when he came over. He carefully took the knife from Susie’s hand, and then he turned the kitchen knife firmly and stared at the maid.

“May I have your name?”

Kellen has a compelling aura, his eyes are slightly cold when he stares at a person, and the knife in his hand.

and stammered: “I

Kellen frowned.

and asked, “Sylvia,

here?”

name is Sylvia, a gardener and florist who manages the Murray family

very large, and a lot of flowers are planted. Now April is the season of flowers blooming. The garden is full of favors of the opposite sex, roses, crabapples, lilies, peonies, etc., and there will be special people to visit them. Cut the flowers,

down, lowering her eyes and saying, “I’m cutting

think much about it, after all, if such a big kitchen knife flew over, anyone would be

work!” she

fell on the

wondered: “What happened to this

Kellen’s eyes was unclear, and

“How dare you say that? What if you

touched his nose, he didn’t expect

and said,

Kellen and said, “Come on,

to rub her little

I thought about it, I just grabbed the chicken with one hand and the knife

said, “Don’t worry, Dad can

trustingly and

other dishes, she was afraid that she wouldn’t be

dishes on the other side, and

upstairs.

by the window with his eyes closed in

nap. At this time, its

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its eyes are half-closed, and it nods from time to time as if

window, then shifted his steps, holding a

eyes and gave him a

window, on the walls on both sides, and above, so he poked his

He stretched his neck to look around, and picked up a notebook

the distance of the

there, we didn’t find the wrong

Alex by the window, propped her chin with one

seem to care much about

froze, “Susie, aren’t you in

worry! There are many ghosts in this world. The ghost we

skeptical:

remembered Susie saying to fill the gourd or she

was, he couldn’t let the female

away.