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Chapter 790
By now, Grace knew that her father didn’t plan to let Strange Uncle go, and he was just using the game
as an excuse.
She struggled to get out of Casare’s arms, but he didn’t let her and walked down the steps carrying her.
He placed Grace by the giant screen, then squatted down before the sad-looking girl.
“Grace, Daddy still has to test your marksmanship.””
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCasare pointed to the position under her feet and then to Amon, who was chained to the seat.
As Grace looked in the direction his finger was pointing, she heard Casare say:
“There is enough distance between these two positions. Try shooting from here and see if you can hit
him, okay?”
Grace’s gun-holding hand trembled a little as she stared at
the man in the auditorium.
Seeing him smiling faintly at her, Grace threw away the gun and took a step back.
Her small body leaned against the screen and shook her head at Casare with a look of panic.
“No, I don’t want to kill Strange Uncle…”
“Daddy, don’t force me to kill Strange Uncle, okay?”
“I really like Strange Uncle. I don’t want to kill him!”
Grace burst out crying, and her pale face was covered with tears.
Heedless of Casare’s reaction, she ran over to Amon as she cried, then threw her arms around his
feet.
“Strange Uncle, say sorry to my father and ask him to spare your life, okay? I don’t want you to die…”
Feeling a pang of sorrow, Amon shed his tears.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe reached out his hands and carried her into his arms.
He gently wiped the tears off her face with his fingertips, then tried to calm her down with his quavering
voice.
“Grace, don’t cry…”
However, she didn’t listen and shook her head as she palmed
her face with both hands and cried.
She wouldn’t stop crying even when her voice became h o ar se and her body shaking.
Feeling bad for her, Amon held the chubby girl tightly between his arms.
Just as he parted his thin lips to say something, a gun suddenly was held against her head.