"..." Charles White's body trembled!
Immediately, his whole mind seemed to freeze for a moment, unbelievingly looking towards Chester Yale.
"You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can ask Molly yourself. See if there was such a person who saved her life when she was a child. She even brought him home herself, and he lived at the Yale Family for a while. They were inseparable every day, even sleeping on the same bed together..."
Chester Yale leisurely added.
Seeing the ugly look on Charles White's face, the depressed mood finally felt relieved.
Back then, that little boy was always sticking to his little princess. If Evelyn Sherman hadn't held him back, he would have wanted to punch him!
He never thought that after so many years, one day, he would be able to use this matter to needle Charles White.
If Charles White really liked Molly, he would definitely care.
This man, when he gets jealous, whether he's four or forty years old, it's all the same!
