"Great Witch, let me go, wuwu." Maeve sobbed even more sadly, being so young and unable to escape from her tight grip, no matter how she hit or kicked.
Someone nearby came over. Lydia Williams felt embarrassed and immediately let go of her, ready to leave.
All she needed was to vent a little; she still had to deal with her dress, didn't she?
Such bad luck.
But who would have thought, before she could take a step, the little girl who had fallen to the ground suddenly cried out, "Uncle Ward!"
Caiden Ward originally came over specifically to find her and, hearing her cries from afar, naturally quickened his pace. Seeing her sitting on the ground at this moment, his face changed, and with a single stride, he rushed over, scooping her into his arms, his voice cold as he said, "Madam Jackson!"
Lydia Williams was taken aback by his stern voice and stopped, looking at him with anger on her face.
