Chapter 320 He Was Still A Set Player

• “What are you doing?” Barnett closed the door and looked at the little meatball still standing by the bed, his hands behind his back.
• The little meatball was still feeling a little guilty. After all, he had been caught doing something bad.
• “I-i just came to see where my mommy used to live,” Eden said matter-of-factly, but as Barnett approached, her small body quickly moved away from the bed and looked at him defensively.