Chapter 012 Colette Town Looked down at Wancy who was only as high as her waist line, Annette reached out her hand from her pocket to muss his head.

"See it? You are not going to a school, but the army."

Wancy drooped his head.

"Yes."

His childish voice went low.

Annette lowered her body, looked into his eyes and said with a rarely serious tone, "Wancy, you are a genius, but you are too weak.

Should there be any real trouble, I’m not sure if I could be able to protect you."

"I see."

Wancy’s eyes were red with tears.

"But I want to stay with you."

Annette held him in her arms and tapped his back.

"Be a good boy."

Wancy couldn't help sobbing, but managed to wipe his tears and gritted his teeth.

"Annette, when I’m back, I will batter whoever that hurts you!"

Annette beamed and held his little shoulders.

"Who dares to hurt me? I’ve got bricks in my hand!"

"There should only be sweet cakes and milk tea in your hand in the future! It will be my job to get those who hurt you to come home to roost!"

Wancy opened his lips which had been tightly compressed, looking at Annette firmly with his clear and crystal big eyes.

"Alright."

laughed, caressing

good

Keep low profile.

No heroics.

OK?"

pulled the straps of his black backpack

"Well noted.

for me

"Go, good boy!"

Annette stood up.

face and headed toward the car, turning his

his head round, afraid

the leading officer Carl, "He's a

a good prospect if

"I see.

would neglect the man you

Carl replied.

Veromca clapped his arm.

call you

do you plan to go

Carl asked.

Lancaster to cope with

is, she is

your family is hatching their own plot

had Carl finished his words, Veromca’s

was from

at the conversation on the

"I'll hurry home."

to the other

"What's the

solemn, "My

I use your private

his staff, "Do

"Yes."

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