Chapter 146: Daddy Is an Old Demon
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Madam Duncan said, “That person might be Mia’s father. He was seven years old more than ten years ago, and he’s about twenty-five or twenty-six years old now. It’s the sa information as what Old Glen said. You have to work hard to help the Walton family find him, understand? Also, find ti to tell the Walton family about this.”
Victor nodded solemnly. “I understand, Mother.”
Alia hugged the kitten doll and looked at the villa opposite. There were many people in the Glen family’s villa. There was a big black and white silk flower hanging in front of the door. The funeral ho’s car had arrived, and there was a police car parked beside it.
“Have a safe journey, Grandpa Glen,” Alia said softly. Grandpa Glen should have seen Sister Luna’s corpse, right? Unfortunately, it had been too long, and Sister Luna’s ghost was no longer around.
Alia pursed her lips, her big eyes a little empty. When she was quiet, no one knew what she was thinking.
Elr was dressed in a white robe and leaned lazily at the side. He held the booklet in his hand, but his gaze landed on Alia. Compared to looking for Alia’s biological father, he was more concerned about whether Mia could survive. On the booklet in his hand, there was another line of words below Alia’s na: Life is full of varieties.
So, was Mia, this miniature King of Hell, training in the human world? As Elr was thinking, he heard Alia mutter to the parrot, Seven, “Seven, 25 or 26 years old is already very old, right?” Mia’s math was not very good. The four-year-old girl had never even gone to kindergarten.
Seven rubbed his head against the back of Alia’s hand. “Old demon, old demon!”
Alia’s face was dejected. What should she do? She didn’t want an old demon father! On this trip, she didn’t catch a ghost to fill the Soul Retrieving Gourd. Instead, she found out that her father was an old demon. Alia was fighting fiercely in her heart. “Forget it. Children can’t disdain their father.” She said to Seven, “Even if Daddy is a pig, he’s still Mia’s father!” With that, she reminded
Seven, “Seven can’t disdain Daddy.”
Seven. “Daddy! Daddy!’
Alia giggled.
At this mont, Victor ca out and whispered sothing to George. Soon, George walked over. “Mia, let’s go.”
The Duncan residence quickly hung up white cloths.
Alia sat in the car and looked at the Duncan residence that was getting further and further away. She leaned against the window and said, “Uncle Duncan will be rich. It’s a treasure land.”
George nodded. He didn’t know anything about feng shui. Instead of believing in feng shui, it was better to believe in himself. Victor’s character was passable, so it was difficult for him not to get rich.
At night, a breeze blew past the Glen family’s villa, and the white cloth rustled. A black figure had appeared in the originally empty house. He was dressed in black and was about 1.9 ters tall. He entered the house and pulled a chair to sit down. He crossed his legs and interlocked his fingers. He stared at the bed where Grandpa Glen had died and said in a low voice, “I’m a step late.” His voice was deep and magnetic.
In the room without lights, the moonlight was hazy. One could vaguely see the man in black’s deep eyes. His slightly curly black hair hung between his eyebrows, and his eyes reflected a sharp light under the moonlight. At this mont, his phone rang. He picked it up, and a voice ca from the other end of the phone. “Old Master Glen passed away at 3:50 p.m. today. It was discovered by the neighbor, Victor Duncan. With Victor were George Walton of the Walton family, his son, William Walton, and his assistant, Erik Hedges. In addition, there was George’s niece, Alia Walton. According to the police records, on his dying breath, Old Master Glen said the corpse under the soccer field of Glorious Star International Primary School was his daughter’s corpse…”
The man in black sneered. Uncle Glen found his daughter’s corpse before his death? He did not believe it.
The man in black asked, “Why was the Walton family here?”
The person on the other end of the line said, “The Walton family was supposed to go to the Duncan residence…”
After the person on the other end finished speaking, the man in black said coldly, “Check everyone who ca to the Glen residence today and send their information.” After saying that, he hung up the phone and casually stuffed it into his pocket. His na was Alex Burton. His grandfather had given him the na. He hoped that every police officer could win in battle and return triumphantly. As for his grandfather, Michael Burton, he had sacrificed eighteen years ago. Before his grandfather sacrificed, he entrusted Uncle Glen to find him. He had just learned about this matter, but unfortunately, he ca back late. He had sothing very important to ask Uncle Glen, but unfortunately, he would never be able to ask him now. Alex stood up and quickly disappeared into the night..
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