"No need, sister. This evening the family shouted at me to go back, the recent situation is not good, the media parties are under great pressure. I'll go back to see." Kane explained.
"Oh." Joyce did not stay, "You also take care of yourself, Otis is also seen you, Mr. Clark thing you are also involved, no one knows Otis next target is who, you all things careful."
"Well, I know. Sister, don't worry, I will take care of myself. Now at a time like this, I can't add any more trouble to you guys." Kane said, said goodbye to Joyce, picked up his bag, and left Pinkrose .
Joyce took the ingredients into the kitchen and cared, "Ivy, you do the preparation. I'll make these dishes myself tonight. I'll leave the rest to you."
"Okay." Ivy, completely unaware of what was happening, took it with a smile.
Joyce turned around, came to the third floor, and would have liked to play with Andres.
Think again about how to tell Andres the truth.
Unexpectedly, I just opened the door of the game room.
Luther put his index finger between his thin lips and gave a soft "shhh".
Joyce froze and moved more gently subconsciously.
Following Luther's gaze, she saw that Andres was actually lying asleep in Luther's arms.
Perhaps because he felt relieved, Anderson slept extraordinarily well.
Joyce stepped closer and reached out to touch his forehead, "He's still in shock."
Luther stood up with Andres in his arms and laid Andres gently on the bed a short distance away.
Then he dragged Joyce to the next room, "Joyce, he's just a kid after all. So, have you ever thought about how devastating it would be for him if it was you who was in danger and got hurt?"
Joyce bowed her head in silence.
And what can she do, both sides are responsible.
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