
Clap up!
Karl stepped into his son's room. Inside, he immediately approached the boy who had been lying helplessly on his bed.
Karl slowed his footsteps and stopped not far from Carver's bed.
Both of his eyes were fixed on one point, which was none other than the calm face of his sweating son.
What the hell is going on? Did the events of three years ago repeat themselves? Karl ingratin.
If that's true, then does that mean the new nanny is using black power?
I can't let my son be nurtured by a nanny who uses a black spell.
If left unchecked, Carver could die at his hands.
I can't let any of that happen! He is the most precious treasure I have.
I have to protect her.
Karl's attention was suddenly seized by a silhouette that suddenly appeared under the moonlight that penetrated through the large window.
Karl turned around and found the figure again appearing before him. The figure of the man who three years ago mocked him for the decision he had made.
"You always come at a time like this, do you come to laugh at me again?" Karl looked at her with a face that was difficult to decipher.
The man she saw let out a grin. "You're so sensitive. Wh why? Is it because your son experienced the same thing as three years ago? You're afraid he's dead like you're afraid of?"
"Get me talk!"
"Why? Isn't that what you're afraid of?"
"Is it you this time too? What has made my son like this is you?"
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Nanny walked up to Carver's door.
Taps!
He stopped his steps when he arrived right at the door. He remembered that Karl had just gone in there.
If I open the door, then master Duke will realize I'm sneaking into the house. But if I don't open it, I won't be able to confirm the state of the young master.
What am I supposed to do?
Would it be better for me to wait for Master Duke to come out? But what if he doesn't come out until tomorrow?
Nanny breathed a heavy sigh. Although he had made his decision, he still felt very confused about what he should do next.
Nanny was silent for a moment trying to think about what she should do. Yet the faint sound from within the room actually managed to make his focus switch.
I heard the voice of someone who sounded like he was talking from inside the young master's room. Who, huh?
Is that master Duke? But, didn't he come alone?
Is the Duke talking to the young master? But if I'm careful again, his voice is like a grown man.
If not him, then who?
Nanny stuck her ear to the door. Hoping to hear clearly who was talking to Karl inside.
Instead of hearing it clearly, Nanny could not hear at all who was talking in there.
I can't hear clearly.
Nanny bent her body to the same level as the keyhole.
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