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 his

a good

Keep low profile.

No heroics.

OK?"

straps of his

"Well noted.

for me to

"Go, good boy!"

Annette stood up.

kept a straight face and headed toward the car, turning his back to

round, afraid he would fail to

told the leading officer

will have a good prospect if

"I see.

would neglect the man

Carl replied.

Veromca clapped his arm.

call

to go

Carl asked.

Old Mrs Lancaster to cope with

there is, she

your family is hatching their own

had Carl finished his words, Veromca’s

the call was from Colette Town, Veromca’s

pale at the conversation on

"I'll hurry home."

the other end of the

frowned, "What's

looked solemn, "My mother has

I use

ordered his staff, "Do it at

"Yes."

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