The face of the person changed, and Mitchell suddenly reacted.

"No, the young master is inside."

Eric was shocked and glanced coldly.

Mitchell's face turned pale: "You said don't let him come out, I will let the young master play by himself after the memorial service, the young master is tired, so I let him sleep here, but I didn’t light the fire, and I didn't close the door."

Mitchell said in a hurry but no one listened.

Eric looked up with a livid face, his whole body tense.

"Nicole, come down quickly."

Eric gritted his teeth.

Knowing that someone may have deliberately created a chaos or crisis.

But the purpose was definitely not to involve Nicole.

Nicole's face was pale, and the wind was blowing, a little cold, making her clothes rattle.She brushed a strand of hair that was hanging at the corner of her mouth, and it fell down again with her breathing.

Fortunately, it went smoothly, and she jumped off the railing and breathed a sigh of relief and didn’t dare to look below.She opened the window from the outside, and the smoke inside came out.

Sure enough, a child was kneeling in front of the window, his eyes were red, and he was out of breath crying, but he couldn't make a sound.

The pitiful appearance made people unable to help but feel pity, and his breathing began to weaken.

If Nicole didn’t save him, he would be suffocated by the thick smoke at a loss.

She paused, as if she had seen him.

He was the kid who played with Levi at school that day.

This kid was Eric's son.

Nicole didn’t have time to think about it, she stretched out her hand and said softly, "Come on, give me your hand."

Easton seemed to have lost the strength to cry.He didn’t expect that someone would save him.He silently called for help many times inside, and called Daddy many times, but no one came.

Looking at Nicole, he seemed to see a savior.He stretched out two hands, and Nicole picked him up forcefully and carried him out of the window.

Eric's people had already gone in to put out the fire.

A tall ladder was also placed on the balcony.

was holding on

who watched from the balcony, his

"Come down, be careful..."

with the child in his arms, so he had to go down

to cry, the key is that there was no

on the

bit of impatient coldness: "why are you

at Easton, and hurriedly climbed up, put him on his

afraid, it’s

Mitchell was really afraid.

Eric didn’t like

the eldest grandson of the Ferguson family, and his status was naturally

Eric couldn't bear

ladder, and at the last step, someone helped

who was originally standing there, but was

a sigh

patted the dust on her

Nicole shook her head.

Nicole's high heels long ago

as Eric was about to take it over, Grant took the

of relief and put it at Nicole's feet: "Impulse, good luck this time, and next time, you are lucky enough

Nicole also felt scared.

and did not catch fire to

be

the big day of the old man, you

didn't speak, and stood there

"Forget it, it's getting late, shall

Nicole immediately

face was gloomy, and he stood there as if

in frant and watched this

indifferently, and his tone was cold: "You'd

miserable enough? If it wasn’t for Grandpa's funeral, would you imprison me for the rest of my

around him dispersed one

fire also

front, many participants saw

speak, and

Mitchell: "Find out

Mitchell nodded.

now, but he didn’t

from the front softly and held Gerard's arm: "Brother, let's go and

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