Chapter 615 Not Worried About Overdoing It?
- The blood loss and nonstop running around had left Alexander utterly drained. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes.
- Once his breathing evened out, Kingston, his curiosity practically overflowing, quietly leaned forward and poked Maxwell’s baby face.
- “Maxwell, what’s going on with Mr. Wilson? I thought he and his wife were, you know, more like ice than nice?”