A Cue for Happiness

Chapter 77 How Dare You Touch Her

The rays of the sun shone brightly on Samuel, and after he held back his cold demeanor, all that was left was his appealing looks.

He was the first and last man that Natalie deemed good-looking. Even though he was always in hot pursuit, Natalie’s heart fluttered from time to time when she thought about his relentlessness.

“Daddy, what are you talking to Natalie about?” Franklin scrunched up his brows while asking. It sounded as if he was jealous since he deemed Natalie his chosen one.

Why are they leaning so close together? Don’t tell me Daddy wants to take her away from me? Is he not aware that he’s almost thirty? What? Does he think he can compete with someone as young as me?

Samuel just looked at Franklin, and the corner of his lips curled before he replied, “You can ask her.”

Natalie was stunned to hear that, and she was now trying her very best to construct a sentence to reply to Franklin.

Just then, a frantic voice was heard shouting from the side.

“Yana! Yana! Are you all right?”

Following the shouts of the man was the wailing of a child, who was already sobbing like there was no tomorrow.

“Mommy, w-what happened… Mommy…”

Her ponytail had already come undone as she writhed on the ground. Her face was as

sudden event had thrown the people in the kindergarten

were completely unprepared, and by the time they came through, one of the teachers had

glanced at the condition of the

were already purple, and she was trying her best to breathe. Not only that, but she was

plan on meddling if it were just some normal ailment, but the disease was related to the heart. This could be serious because if the situation was dragged on for

stand by and watch something

quickly went to Yana’s side and kneeled, placing her hands on

and not

her head on Yana’s chest so she could hear her heartbeat and breathing better. Just like that, she heard the inconsistency of Yana’s heartbeat

could likely be worse than anticipated. If she didn’t receive immediate treatment now, the doctors still wouldn’t

bottoms and took a small pouch attached to her leg. Inside the

the needles and started

though he was panicking, he still kept some of his cool

“Are you a doctor?”

looked

“A coroner’s job is to perform an autopsy on the dead, so how can