Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Selena glared at Pierre harshly. "Why would you give a young boy such a harsh punishment? Are you telling me that you're making him stand there the entire night?!"

"An overprotective mother leads to a useless son!"

That was all Pierre said.

"Also, what are you doing so late at night?!"

"Where's that book that we've gotten from the Oberlin Family?"

Right then, Selena only recalled how the book that Jane initially wanted to use to frame Jameson was now in their hands. Indeed, they had to figure out what to do with this book.

As the book was thrown to the ground by Jameson, she picked it up, and the two of them started examining the book. After flipping through a few pages, Pierre nodded in confirmation. "It's a real artifact."

"Are you sure? But why would Jane use a real artifact to frame Jameson? Has she ever considered how much loss she needs to bear if she fails?!" Selena took the book and observed it. The pages in the book did look old, and most of the words were in a traditional form.

"It's real. There's no doubt about it," Pierre concluded after checking the book again.

went all out this time. I bet she didn't expect herself to lose everything.

seemed like she was just an amateur. In fact, even an amateur was better than her. "Are we

return it when it belongs to our country?" Pierre flipped through the book again before placing it on the table. “I'll arrange for someone to get this book back by tonight. I'm guessing that the Oberlin Family will come to us to get the book

come over and

of her own medicine, but she didn't expect

and make sure that this book

immediately instructed his men to wrap the ancient book well and keep it in a box

the night, besides Pierre and Selena, the

in the living room of the Oberlin Residence were still on as if it

that those kids put into the foam machine still made her stink no

the entire lawn in the Oberlin Residence still had remnants

noses and gossip among themselves when they walked past Jane as she ran toward her father Bradley Oberlin,

like dying

"Get up and stop crying, my dear

Jane fell