Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Alia was speechless. In a mont of desperation, she suddenly raised her hand, closed her eyes, and walked towards the main building. “You can’t see , you can’t see …”
Mrs. Walton was speechless. She watched Alia walk past her with her hands raised and her eyes closed. Then, she suddenly stopped and walked back to grab her small backpack before running away again.
Mrs. Walton widened her eyes and laughed in anger! She looked at Alex, who had co out after hearing the voice, and narrowed her eyes as she asked, “You taught her?”
Alex: “What? What are you talking about?”
Mrs. Walton sneered. “Did you teach Mia to climb the wall? When I heard the commotion just now and ca over, she was trying to climb the wall.”
Alex rubbed his nose, his expression unchanged. “That can’t be. Mia is only four years old. How can I teach her to climb over the wall?” After a pause, he said, “What thoughts can a child have about climbing over the wall? She might be sleepwalking.”
Mrs. Walton suddenly rembered what the servant had said last ti. She saw a thief carrying two sacks over the wall. The surveillance caras happened to be broken. At this mont, Mrs. Walton understood everything. She sneered and rolled up the sleeve of her pajamas. “Alex!”
Mrs. Walton gave everyone who had rushed over in the middle of the night a performance of tearing Alex apart with her bare hands! Fortunately, Alex had the advantage in long legs. As he spoke, he said, “I’ll go take a look at Mia.” He walked very steadily. His footsteps looked calm, but on a closer look, he could take half a ter with a single step!
Mrs. Walton couldn’t catch up after chasing for a long ti and was so angry that she laughed!
George: “Alright, Mom, it’s getting late. Go and rest first. I’ll take care of Mia.”
Mrs. Walton cursed, “At least you’re the least worriso. Watch Alex carefully.
This unreliable person!”
George nodded. “Don’t worry.”
Mrs. Walton muttered and went back to her room. She wanted to see Mia too, but children also cared about their pride. It was better to wait until tomorrow…
Alia raced back into the room. She threw down her small backpack, kicked off her shoes, and hurriedly threw herself onto the bed to roll around. She wrapped herself in a thin blanket and pretended to be sleeping soundly.
After a while, the door opened and soone walked in. Alia was extrely nervous. Grandma really knew how to scold people! It was over, it was over! At this mont, Alia had already thought of a posture to stand.
Alex couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw Alia close her eyes and frown. “Your grandmother isn’t here. Stop pretending.”
Alia scrambled to her feet when she heard her father’s voice. She looked out nervously. “Where’s Grandma?”
Alex glanced at the small backpack on the floor. “She went to bed.”
Alia let out a whoop.
Alex asked, “Where are we going?”
Alia said truthfully, “Daddy, do you rember the young lady who bumped into us during the day?”
Alex nodded. “Yes. Why?”
Alia said, “There’s a ghost around her that will replace her, so I wanted to go over and catch it as soon as possible,” Hence, she thought of climbing the wall. Unexpectedly, the wall was too high for her to climb over.
Alex stood up and said, “Give two minutes.”
George happened to co in and asked with a straight face, “Where are you going?”
Alex’s eyes flickered as he said, “Mia, Daddy will go change first. Your handso and rich Eldest Uncle will bring us out. Wait with Eldest Uncle first.’
Alia imdiately nodded. “Okay!”
The handso and rich George:
In the end, under George’s cover, Alex successfully left the Walton family with Alia. Although there were a thousand ways to leave with Alia, it was naturally better to have soone to cover for him!
In the middle of the night, Alex walked along the river ring road with Alia. Alia sighed. “If only I could fly like Seven!” Who knew how long it would take to walk from here to the young ladys house?
Suddenly, Alex walked towards a shop by the roadside as if he had chosen at random. With a whoosh, he went in.
Alia was nervous. “Daddy?” The answer was the roar of a motorcycle. Soon, a handso motorcycle appeared in front of Alia. The black body was tall and big. It was very cool. When he twisted the accelerator, the engine roared.
“Get on.” Alex scooped Alia up and put a pink helt on her. The helt suited her perfectly, as if it had been tailored..
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