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.

door, and the rest of the Murray family would have

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

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

immediately concluded that it was Wade’s voice, it

enough to prove that she is

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

up and asked

couldn’t find

was

more frightening. Sometimes, people with strange movements

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

raised slightly: “Then

Martin said: “Okay.”

I want to sleep in

led Wade back to the

the manor soon

door on the first floor was quietly pushed open,

squatting on the top of

normal person was caught once on the spot,

maid is either terribly treacherous, or she doesn’t have the thinking of a normal

to believe that she

Sylvia walked upstairs slowly with silent

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

strange for some

**

lying

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

was straight, and his hands were neatly placed

thin quilt

was no night light in Martin’s room, only

and

lips and probed in a

with one word:

to himself: Didn’t fall

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

eyes, and said lightly, “Listen

pouted: “Everyone says

no mother since

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

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