Savage Love On His Wheelchair

"In fact, the specific princess with the young master in the end between what has gone through, | am not very clear, the young

master said very little, from the beginning of my acquaintance with him, a total of less than ten words spoken."

Max reminisces about the twe all spent together, and although it was only a few days, you can tell that the princess cared for

BlGrant, perhaps because she was raised alone.

Wilson still knows his son somewhat, usually the little guy's words are very little, even Rosemary, his words are also very little,

always like to hide things in his heart.

It seems that the little girl named Orange is the knot that caused her illness, as the saying goes, the heart must be cured, but at

the moment the little girl is no longer there, it is obvious that the solution in front of him is not feasible, perhaps he will take the

tto go to Rosemary's trip and bring Blthere, maybe see Rosemary his illness will be cured.

"What does Max have up his sleeve next?"

"In fact, the king did not know about the execution of the princess by the queen back then, the matter was all arranged by the

queen, so | want to find a chance to enter the palace when | am better and tell the king about this matter, and make public what

the queen has done."

"I think this matter Max still need to think long term, now once the princess is dead, even if the king believes what you say, but

you also have no evidence to prove that the queen gave birth to two children that year, not to mention that the queen can do such

a thing in front of the king's eyes, then she certainly will not be afraid of the king, on the contrary, you do so is likely to harm the

king, and even will bring yourself kill yourself."

Wilson pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"Mr. Grant is right, you'd better get your body well now, she killed Orange with her own hands, I'll definitely take revenge for this,

but not now."

Yan Zun's feelings for Orange are like father and daughter, and now that they have caused her Orange to jump into the sea, then |

won't make it easy for her either." Doesn't she care about her little daughter? Then he'll go get her little daughter and let her have

a taste of that loss too.

Max did not expect Yan Zun to be willing to help him and said with a grateful face, "Thank you, Young Pavilion Master, your great

kindness Chen will never forget."

"I'm not helping you."

Yan Zun replied nonchalantly.

For Yan Zun's words Max is not angry, whether he helps him or not, as long as everyone ends up with the sgoal.

Wilson took BlGrant back, the first thing is to let Roger began to buy Harrison's nof the property, just a few days,

Harrison's nalmost half of the property to Wilson's name.

"I'm exhausted, this Harrison is really an old fox, if not early to feel his old base, I'm afraid now will not proceed so smoothly!"

As soon as Roger cback, he laid down on the ear couch, and Wilson personally made a cup of coffee and handed it to him,

saying, "Good work!"

"Thanks!"

Taking the coffee, Roger made it up, took a sip and said, "By the way, what are you going to do with that illegitimate daughter of

Harrison's?"

"Send her abroad when this is over!"

After all, what Harrison did had nothing to do with her at all, and the reason she was picked up in the first place was just to

threaten Harrison.

Roger nodded, then dropped his gaze to BlGrant, who was sitting and staring off to the side, "Is he still like this?"

It has been a week since he cback, BlGrant does not cry or make a fuss, every day in addition to eating is sitting there

dazed, watching people are heartbroken and helpless.

Wilson dropped his gaze to Blume's little face, which was almost a mold of his own, and blamed himself, "That incident hit him

hard, and it's not that easy to cout of that shadow completely."

Roger walked over and stroked his head, softly growling, "Blume, will Uncle take you to the playground?"

BlGrant sat there still without any reaction, eyes still gazing out of the window, the whole person immersed in his own world.

"It's useless, I've tried everything, the doctor said there's nothing anyone can do in his case unless he's willing to wake up himself."

"And did you tell Rosemary?"

Looking at him, Roger asked slowly.

"Not yet, the matter at hand is not finished yet, | just told her that Blhas been found, but did not tell him the current

situation.”

"It is also true that letting her know will only add to her worries, nothing can help, it is better not to know anything."

Roger knew that Wilson's two children were very attached to Rosemary and knew that they had a strong bond, except that it really

wasn't appropriate for her to know in this situation.

"Young master, Mr. Finkler, things are bad."

At that moment, a man stumbled in, covered in bruises.

"What happened, who hurt you like that?"

Roger rushed forward to support the man and asked anxiously.

"Young master, the eastern suburbs there is an accident, this morning about eight o'clock, suddenly ca group of people,

without saying a word a direct shot at the brothers, many brothers too late to dodge, all killed, those people are armed with heavy

weapons, Anthony askedto hurry out to find you."

"And where is Anthony?"

Wilson grabbed the man and asked anxiously.

"Anthony is still there with the men circling them."

"Bastard!"

Let go of the man, "You go down first and take care of the wound."

After that, Wilson went to BlGrant and said, "Blume, daddy has to go out, you be good at home, daddy will be back soon,

okay?"

BlGrant did not speak, allowing Wilson to take her by the hand and then handing herself over to the maid.

"Immediately notify the brothers below and set out immediately for the eastern suburbs."

"It's better if | go and you stay hwith the kids."

Roger stopped him and said slowly.

"The other side is prepared, since he came, we must not let him go back alive, this side you do not worry, | have arranged

everything."

Seeing him say that, Roger didn't say anything, and the two men quickly headed out.

"Anthony, | advise you not to make a fearless struggle, cout obediently and I'll leave you in one piece."

Outside, a rugged man holding a submachine gun shouted at the inside.

"Anthony, how are you doing?"

Anthony quickly tore a piece of rags and forcefully wrapped the wound, picked up the gun in his hand, and said to the man beside

him, "Don't worry, it won't die!"

Because there is a very important batch of goods to go out at noon today, last night Roger explained that he cover today to

keep an eye on it, just in case, | did not expect him to arrive just before, those guys came.