Chapter 75
Wilson, who was standing at the stairs looking up, turned to Elara Dessey at her voice, confused. "Why do you suddenly want to go to the suburbs? Isn't the city nice to walk around?" "I just feel like it," Elara said, moving close to her aunt. She looked Wilson up and down with obvious disdain. He had thick brows, big eyes, and a sturdy build—he looked sharp, but his mind was slow. She had wanted to tell him what Benily Larissa had said, but she swallowed the words. It wasn't that she pitied him; she was afraid he would ruin her plan. "What's that look for?" Wilson was sure he saw a hint… no, a lot of disdain in her eyes. If it weren't for the Macadam Tribe having guarded West Sea Mall and Luo River Plain diligently for sixteen years, she would keep looking at him like this."Trust me, t
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