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.

Murray family would have been woken up long

in this manor, how

who when a child screams, let alone Wade, Hamza and Zion are all three little

immediately concluded that it was Wade’s voice,

enough to prove that she is

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

called Colt up and asked him to

couldn’t

was artificially turned

even more frightening. Sometimes, people with strange movements were scarier than

as Kellen was looking over, there was a

voice raised slightly: “Then I’ll go

Martin said: “Okay.”

want to sleep

Wade back to the

of the manor soon returned

after, the door on the first floor was quietly pushed open, and a figure floated in

moment, Kellen was squatting on the top of the beam, sneering

once on the spot, and would never dare to

is either terribly treacherous, or

more inclined to believe that

empty villa, Sylvia walked

strange for some

**

the room, Wade was lying on a

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

small body was straight, and his hands were neatly

out a thin quilt and said lightly,

light in Martin’s room, only the dim

the window and

while, he pursed his lips and

responded with one word:

himself: Didn’t

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

his eyes, and

“Everyone says

mother since

the family, there is no trace of their mother’s existence

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