Chapter 446 He’s Just a Child, Longing for a Mother

“Mmm… mmm…” Veronica McCarthy struggled.

The tablecloth in the café wasn’t particularly clean; it was spread on the tabletop every day, and the taste in her mouth was not very pleasant.

“I’ll count to three.” said Blake MacNeil as he removed the cloth from her mouth and then grabbed her right

hand.

“One, two…”

Veronica McCarthy hurriedly spoke, Tll talk!”

It was terrifying. She didn’t want her hand to be twisted again.

“I, I am the mother of Drake and Josh, I just wanted to get close to Anthony Crawford, really. I have no intentions towards you or Lilly Crawford, let alone any intention to harm Lilly Crawford…”

“It’s just that in the Crawford family, everyone adores Lilly Crawford. Anthony Crawford treats Lilly Crawford better than his own son, and that’s why I wanted to get close to Lilly Crawford…”

Blake MacNeil looked at her coldly, “How do you know my whereabouts?”

Veronica McCarthy opened her mouth and said, “You might not believe it when I say this, but… I can tell fortunes.”

Seeing skepticism in Blake MacNeil’s eyes and feeling the increasing pressure from his grip, she hurriedly added, “I’m serious, I really can tell fortunes!”

Blake MacNeil sneered at her, “Did you foresee that you would lose both hands today?”

aback for

there was a

she could scream, the tablecloth was shoved back

black coat, and coldly said, “Don’t have any ideas about the Crawford family, or next time it

that, he turned and walked

Veronica McCarthy was telling the truth about why

she

twist her neck today, she wouldn’t dare reveal the support she had behind her.

as well go back and ask Lilly Crawford.

MacNeil casually grabbed a wet tissue from the cafe counter, wiped his hands, and without looking back, tossed it into the trash bin behind

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receptionist at the counter had her mouth

Upstairs.

hands hung limp, and the pain had

mouth was still stuffed with the tablecloth, and she trembled all over.

and then examined her hand… it was dislocated. and could be popped back in, but

and she cursed fiercely, “Rot in

and softly called out a few names of fairy beings, but there

vowing to cast a spell on Blake MacNeil. Today’s events couldn’t be left like this.

bedroom door, and overheard

Crawford asked, “Brother, is that doctor lady really our aunt?”

Crawford shook his head, “You’re asking

is too great compared to what he imagined a

mother. It wasn’t that the Crawford family was bad or that his

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