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.

holding on

was Eric who watched from the balcony, his eyes closely following

"Come down, be careful..."

his

the key is that there was

the

frowned, with a bit of impatient coldness: "why are you

at Easton, and hurriedly climbed up, put him on

master, don't be afraid, it’s all

Mitchell was really afraid.

Eric didn’t like this

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

Eric couldn't bear

and at the last step, someone helped

who was originally standing there, but

breathed a sigh of

patted the dust on her clothes: "Are

Nicole shook her head.

up Nicole's high heels

was about to take it over, Grant took the lead in

feet: "Impulse, good luck this time, and

Nicole also felt scared.

small and did not catch fire

be trapped in

big day of the old man, you might really make a

didn't speak, and stood

his lips, "Forget it, it's getting late, shall

nodded and Nicole immediately said goodbye

slender figure left, Eric’s face was gloomy, and he stood there as if no strangers should

building in frant and watched

and his tone was cold: "You'd better not have anything

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

him dispersed

also

the garden in front, many participants

and turned

"Find

Mitchell nodded.

the hospital just now, but he

softly and held Gerard's arm: "Brother,

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