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.

and the rest of the Murray family would have been woken up long ago. Of course, Kellen

there are so many children in this manor, how does she know that you

tell who is who when a child screams, let alone Wade, Hamza and Zion are

concluded that it was Wade’s

enough to prove

he lowered his voice nervously: “Dad, you mean she was the one who was in

up and asked him to check

couldn’t find

was

frightening. Sometimes, people with strange movements were scarier than

and just as Kellen was looking over, there

raised slightly: “Then I’ll go

Martin said: “Okay.”

“Dad, I want to sleep in your

Wade back

building of the manor soon

the first floor was quietly pushed open, and a figure

squatting on the top

the spot, and would never dare to

this maid is either terribly treacherous, or

to believe that she

Sylvia walked upstairs slowly

that she also went around the villa, a bit like patrolling,

strange

**

the room, Wade was lying on

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

straight, and his

a thin quilt

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

looked towards the window and subconsciously

a while, he pursed his lips

responded with one

himself:

my brother and I came out of test tubes, and the purpose of our existence is to provide a match for my

his eyes, and said

“Everyone

have no mother since childhood,

family, there

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