Chapter 274 Tracking
Jonathan turned the phone around in his palm and put it back in his pocket.
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At this time, he saw a flower seller on the side of the road, and one of the flowers was a bunch of bears, pink and cute.
“Stop,” he said.
The assistant stopped the car quickly and asked, “Jonathan, what’s wrong?”
Jonathan opened the door and went down: “I’m going to buy a bunch of flowers, wait a minute.”
It was already eleven o’clock at night, and there were no people on the whole street, only two or three stalls selling fruit, film, and the flower seller in front of me.
“Get this bunch for me.” Jonathan took out his phone: “How much?”
The stall owner raised his head and said wearily: “The stall is closed, one hundred and fifty will be given to you, and it usually sells for more than two hundred.”
Jonathan nodded, scanned the QR code to pay two hundred dollars, took the bear bouquet and left.
He reached out and poked one of the bears, it was cute, Susie should like
Jonathan didn’t notice that there was an extra set of footprints behind him.
The series of footprints followed him, and suddenly approached him a few steps, but for some reason, he took a few steps back again and again.
In the shadow of the street, stood a little girl about six years old.
She was about to rush over, but saw a green light emitting from
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Jonathan’s body and knocked the female ghost away.
She couldn’t help but pause, frowning at Jonathan.
“It’s her again…” The little girl snorted, turned around and left.
When the little girl came home, she found that the lights in the house
were on.
She opened the door with a cold face and went in. Sure enough, she saw a woman wearing a mask lying sprawled on the sofa watching anime.
Seeing her coming back, she sat up abruptly: “Eight, where have you been? It’s so late, how old are you, you will go out to play in the middle of the night?”
The little girl hummed very coldly, and bent over to change her shoes.
Seven walked over and nodded her head: “Your sister, I’m talking to you!”
The little girl said lightly, “My name is Delilah, not Eight.”
She looked up, her amber eyes were a little cold: “Is there anything else?”
Seven was speechless.
She stared, watching Delilah enter the door, and then turned her head and said lightly: “I don’t like being disturbed by others, so don’t knock on my door.”
Seven was speechless.
Numb!
She just said that her parents are already in their 40s and 50s, and they have a second child. Look, no one can control it!
Other children will cry once or twice when they bump into each other.
Delilah never cried. When she was born, she looked at the nurse calmly. She dared to fall out of the crib when she was one year old, and she got up when she fell in pain. She didn’t even cry.
Seven has grown up so much, but he has never seen Delilah cry…
“Hey, worrying! Can’t you be as cute and cute as Susie…a child with a cold face every day…”
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On the other hand, Jonathan has just returned to the Murray family estate.
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