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."

caressing

a good

Keep low profile.

No heroics.

OK?"

the straps of his

"Well noted.

for me

"Go, good boy!"

Annette stood up.

and headed toward the car, turning his

round, afraid he

officer

a good prospect if well

"I see.

would neglect the man you recommend?

Carl replied.

Veromca clapped his arm.

call you

to go back to

Carl asked.

might be hard for Old Mrs Lancaster to cope with her

she is your mother

family is hatching their own plot

his words, Veromca’s phone

call was from Colette Town,

turned pale at the

"I'll hurry home."

the other

frowned, "What's

looked solemn, "My mother has

may I use

ordered his staff,

"Yes."

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