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Chapter 849
Having no idea of the risk factors, Taya clutched the urn and looked at Griffon worriedly, “Did you bring
a doctor?”
Griffon nodded gently, rubbed her hair to soothe her unease, and looked at Grace who was cowering in
the corner.
Seeing that he was looking at her, the little girl quickly withdrew her peeking eyes and lowered her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthead to play with the doll she was holding…
Griffon seemed to just glance casually, and quickly looked away.
Seeing him stop looking at her, Grace stole a glance at him from the corner of her eye.
She sat opposite him, so she could see the handsome face of Griffon with just one peek.
The handsome uncle was her auntie’s husband, and he seemed to have lost some weight, but still
looked as handsome as ever.
It was a handsomeness that no one else could match, as if he was the only one who was favored by
Go d, handsome to the core.
After staring at Griffon for a moment, Grace handed him the doll, still without speaking, just giving him
her most important thing.
Because, when she was locked in the small dark room, and she was about to die, it was Uncle Griffon
who kicked open the door of that room.
At that moment, Grace saw the sun shining on him as if G od had descended, stepping on heavy
military boots and walking up to her with a gun.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter he ordered someone to open the small cage, he stuck the black gun at his waist, bent his back
and picked her up, holding
her in one hand.
As Grace lay on his shoulder, she suddenly cried out, “Uncle Griffon, I’m so thirsty and hungry…”
At that time, in the face of her crying, Griffon did not say anything, he just raised his hand and patted
her back as he did now.
Uncle Griffon’ temperament seemed naturally cold, and even when he met a cute kid like her, he did
not have any emotional
reaction.
But when his long fingers patted her back, it gave her a sense of security.
Grace felt that no words were as powerful as this action.