Chapter 783: Chapter 783: Shooting a Bullet into Sylvan Cheney’s Heart
Under the sun, everyone’s faces were coated in a thin layer of gold.
Little Chale Cheney was staring tightly at Uncle Mcintosh, his eyes full of longing.
Charles Mcintosh felt a tightening in his chest when he saw Chale Cheney’s pitiful gaze. It was as if a hand was gripping it, making his breathing somewhat rushed.
Lilac Serval, squinting her eyes towards Yolanda Fern on the Ferris wheel, spoke gravely: “Yolanda, let Chale Cheney go. Whatever your demands are, state them.”
The volume of Lilac Serval wasn’t loud, but Yolanda Fern could hear her perfectly clear.
Yolanda stared at Lilac’s stunning face, coldly chuckling.
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