Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 489

"I'll go with you, then." Eric believed it and nodded his head.

Peter hurriedly shook his head to refuse, "No ...... no, it's more important to go see Mr. Grant."

"You're not giving it away to a friend?" Eric asked.

Peter nodded, "No more drop-offs, we'll see you back in Reliacao after a while anyway, let's go."

He had to hurry and settle Sebastian's side before he could leave in a big way.

But when he followed Eric went to the Grant Group and came out again, his face was completely blue.

Damn.

He knew that this brother of his had never been true to him at all.

Even if you really helped him clean up the mess before, you just want to prove how capable you are, there is no real love for him.

Why else would Sebastian be allowed to put him in jail?

Now, well, he got ahead of his brother and sent him to jail.

He reversed the plot and took control of his life and future!

Peter's eyes were bloodthirsty scarlet, ignoring the crowd bustling in front of the Grant Group, and he threw back his head and laughed uncontrollably!

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Inside the Sunshine Villa.

Bonnie and Donna are packing up their things.

Because of the reason of moving to the imperial court, all the things that should be packed up on this side started to be packed up.

"Mrs. Grant, when you go to the imperial court, I can't continue to take care of you, you must cultivate a beloved one of your own, so that even if you are not in the imperial court, she can help you handle various affairs." Donna exhorted in a serious tone.

Bonnie was upset and wanted Donna to move in with her.

But then I thought about it, like Sebastian said, Donna is already very old, and it's not appropriate to follow her as a maid.

Just push open this door, Bonnie can see what's really in the attic.

But her palms were unconsciously sweating, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Facing the unknown, she carried a few moments of fear.

After taking a deep breath, this tries to push open the attic door.

The smell of dust was so strong that Bonnie almost coughed up.

It's a good thing she covered her mouth and held back.

After simply covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, he carefully stepped into this attic.

The attic, less than fifty square feet, was filled to the brim with dozens of huge corrugated cardboard boxes.

There is no label on it, and I don't know exactly what is contained inside.

Bonnie had wanted to open a random one to see, but out of the corner of her eye glanced at a flash of white not far away, and instantly froze.