Chapter 697 Cannot Have It
- Inside the parlor, accompanied by three generations of the McGowan family, Cordette was in charge of brewing the coffee.
- “Dr. Larkin, I'm grateful for your help in saving my father back then!” Clarence, however, suddenly stood up, his body bowing at a ninety-degree angle.
- Narrowing his eyes, Finnegan smiled. “Old Mr. McGowan, is there something you'd like my assistance with?”