Chapter 8 I Won't Help You
Madison stared at Sophia coldly and thought, "She is just stirring the pot.
Of course, I know clearly the personalities of my grandson and two grandchildren.
If Old Master Moore knew this matter, I would be screwed.
She did it on purpose!
But Eleanor is too arrogant. I have to let Old Master Moore teach her a lesson. As long as he doesn't protect her, she can only live in the Moores' manor for just a few days.
I also have to take the opportunity to sound out his attitude towards her.
Anyway, a bride without any power takes herself too seriously."
The night grew late, and occasionally footsteps broke the silence.
These people went together to Peace Manor where Samuel lived.
However, no one saw Sebastian lying in bed suddenly opening his eyes and slowly closing his eyes. His movements were very fast as if it was an illusion.
On the way, looking so cool, Waylon said viciously, "I won't help you."
Eleanor couldn't help being amused and pinched his little nose with love in her eyes.
"I don't need your help. I'm here to protect you."
Hearing this, Waylon couldn't help but feel warm from the bottom of her heart.
He thought, "If Mom left me with her own difficulties, then I wouldn't expect her to come back at this moment. After all, everyone here is selfish! Everyone wants to kill Dad and me."
Soon they arrived at Peace Manor, where it was very quiet and comfortable.
Samuel was sitting in the hall, drinking coffee.
The people walked into the house, and Eleanor lowered her eyes obediently.
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