Chapter 112 The Angry Isla

“Yes! We will be back, sweetie. You rest. I am going to make your school crumble today. No one hurts my baby and gets away with it,” Desmond clenched his fists. “Gideon, stay here! Inform me what the pulmonary doctor says.”

Gideon clenched his fists and simply nodded at Desmond. He, too, wanted to ...

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