Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Its not sure who scares who

A woman stood outside the door, with Kellen next to her.

Kellen held a sharp knife to the woman’s neck.

This woman is none other than Sylvia!

“Don’t move.” Kellen’s voice was flat, with a hint of cold killing intent invisible.

Sylvia’s eyes widened, and she repeated in panic, “Don’t cut off my head. Don’t cut off my head.”

Kellen narrowed his eyes.

When the kitchen knife flew over in the afternoon, she also disappeared in fright, repeatedly saying not to chop her head off.

When a normal person sees a knife flying towards him or touching his neck, he should say ‘don’t kill me’ or ‘help’.

This woman is really abnormal.

“Who are you?” Kellen’s voice was cold.

Sylvia’s face was pale, and she said tremblingly, “I’m Sylvia.”

Kellen and Martin exchanged glances.

“What are you doing here?” Martin asked.

Sylvia stammered and said, “I couldn’t sleep at night, and I just heard something going on.”

She rolled her eyes and landed on Wade: “It seems to be Wade’s voice. Is Wade okay?”

A gleam of coldness flashed in Martin’s eyes, but he just said lightly “It’s nothing, you can go back!”

Kellen withdrew the sharp knife upon hearing this.

Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Kellen carefully, and then said. again and again: “Yes. I’ll go back now.”

After speaking, he left quickly.

Wade said, “Dad, what’s the matter?”

Martin lowered his voice: “The room where the servants rest is on the other side of the manor, about 500 meters away-even if you yell, it’s impossible for her to hear you and come over so quickly.”

The decoration quality of the Murray family manor is very good, and the sound insulation effect is very good.

the rest of the Murray family would have been woken up long

in this manor, how

alone Wade, Hamza and Zion

was

two points are enough to

turned quickly, and when he realized it, he lowered his voice nervously: “Dad, you mean she was the

Colt up and

he couldn’t find

was artificially turned

people with strange

Kellen, and just as Kellen was looking over, there was a flash of calculation in

nodded, his voice raised slightly:

Martin said: “Okay.”

“Dad, I want to sleep in your

Wade back

building of the manor soon returned

the door on the first floor was quietly pushed

on the top of the

person was caught once on the spot, and

now, this maid is either terribly treacherous, or she doesn’t have the thinking

was more inclined to believe that

Sylvia walked

a bit like patrolling, like

frowned, feeling strange for some

**

Wade was lying on a big blue-gray

of a cold blue-gray, and things are placed meticulously, giving people a

small body was straight, and his

out a thin quilt and

went out, there was no night light in Martin’s room, only the dim light

towards the window and subconsciously moved towards

lips and probed

with

himself: Didn’t

tubes, and the purpose of our existence is to provide a

and said lightly,

pouted: “Everyone says

no mother since childhood,

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