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 Murray family would have been woken up long ago. Of course,

many children in this manor, how does she know

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

immediately concluded that it was Wade’s voice, it was too

two points are enough to

his voice nervously: “Dad, you mean she was

called Colt up and asked him to check

he couldn’t

surveillance was

frightening. Sometimes, people with strange movements

was looking over, there was a flash of calculation

his voice raised slightly:

Martin said: “Okay.”

said, “Dad, I want to sleep in

and led Wade back

building of the manor

was quietly pushed open, and a figure floated in without

Kellen was squatting on the top of the beam,

was caught once on the spot, and would never dare to do it again

maid is either terribly treacherous, or she doesn’t

believe

villa, Sylvia walked upstairs

like patrolling,

strange for some

**

lying

cold blue-gray, and things are placed meticulously,

straight, and his hands were neatly placed on

took out a thin quilt and said lightly, “Go to

Martin’s room, only the dim light from outside

and subconsciously

lips

with

himself: Didn’t

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

his eyes, and said

“Everyone

mother since

the photos or other news owned by the family, there is no trace

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