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.

rest of the Murray family would have been woken up

manor, how

alone Wade, Hamza and Zion are all three little

immediately concluded that it was Wade’s

to

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

called Colt up and asked him to

he couldn’t

surveillance was artificially turned

frightening. Sometimes, people with

looked up at Kellen, and just as Kellen was looking over, there

nodded, his voice raised slightly:

Martin said: “Okay.”

want to sleep in

Wade back to the

the manor soon returned to

floor was quietly pushed open, and

was squatting on the top of the beam, sneering to

spot, and would never dare to do it again

or she doesn’t have

believe

Sylvia walked upstairs slowly with

bit like patrolling, like a lonely ghost

frowned, feeling strange

**

the room, Wade was lying on a big blue-gray

a cold blue-gray, and

body was straight, and his hands were neatly placed on his

quilt and said lightly,

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

the window and

he pursed his lips and probed in a

with

himself:

my brother and I came out of test tubes, and the purpose of our

closed his eyes, and said lightly, “Listen to

pouted: “Everyone

mother since childhood,

other news owned by the family, there is no trace

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