The Three Little Guardian Angels

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2751

Chapter 2751

Zephir paused and raised his gaze “Why are you asking me this?”

Ursule scratched her cheeks. “You’ve been staying here in this homestay for so long, and you’ve gotten very familiar with all the people who work here If you were to leave this place abruptly, I think all of them would probably feel reluctant to part with you ”

Zephir smiled all of a sudden. “I’ll still come back to visit you guys occasionally”

“Ah Is that so?” Ursule gave off a dry chuckle

Zephir stared at the cat “Then Kisses will stay here with me tonight”

Ursule nodded. “Okay, I think I should leave you to yourself for the rest of the night

She turned around, left the scene, and walked briskly down the stairs.

However, she just so happened to run into Yale and was startled. “Mr Quigg?”

Seeing that Kisses was not with her, Yale immediately knew what she had done and could not help but laugh out loud. “Why are you so nervous? It’s only because you don’t want him to leave, isn’t it?”

“I’m not!”

“Okay, little girl, do you really think I won’t realize anything strange about you after knowing you for so long? Come on, let me in on this. Do you really fancy him?”

“Mr Quigg, what you just said is way too much. What I have with that old man is called friendship, and that’s something that I don’t expect you to understand.” Ursule explained herself and then hurried away

Yale looked at her back and shouted, “Would you like to have supper? I can tell you more about him…”

After a while, Ursule poked her head out from behind the wall. “I just so happen to be starving.”

The next day, back in Bassburgh…

Early in the morning, before the martial arts training center’s business hours, Dylan had just unlocked the door and walked toward the front desk, only to see a group of men walking into the center. They did not look like locals.

At this time, all the men gave way, and the man who stepped into the lobby through the door behind them was about 60 years old and had an extraordinary bearing.

Dylan stepped forward. “Excuse me, may I know who you are?”

The man looked around at the interior of the martial arts training center “Ask Nick Wickam to come out

here to see me.”

Dylan realized that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, so he became cautious. “Why are you looking for Mr. Wickam?”

The man lifted his gaze and took a closer look at him.

The other disciples seemed to feel the awkwardness that suffused the atmosphere in the lobby, and they could not take their eyes off all the men while some of them rushed upstairs to report the situation to Nick.

The man walked to the couch by himself and sat down. “I have my reason I want to see him. What’s your problem here? And is this how your training center treats your guests?”

Dylan was about to say something when Nick’s voice came from the stairwell. “What are you doing here

in Bassburgh?”

The man frowned. “I haven’t seen you for so many years, and this is how you talk to me, Nick?”

Nick waved at Dylan, motioning them to stand down, walked up to the couch, and sat down with a calm expression. “Then what kind of attitude should I show, Father?”

Arthur snorted. “You’ve been away from home for many years, and you’ve grown a pair of steel balls since then. I came all the way here from Southeast Eurasia because I want you to return with me, not for you to give me that sh*tty attitude.”

“I thought I already made it very clear to you that I’ll never return.”

Seeing Nick’s decisive attitude, Arthur said angrily, “You’re the eldest son of the Wickams. Even if you were to die all the way out here, you’d still be one of the Wickams!”

“When Noel did what he did back then, did you ever think that I’m one of the Wickams and also one of your sons too?” Nick spoke unhurriedly. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Arthur’s expression turned gloomy. “He’s your younger brother.”

“When he did everything he could to frame me back then, did he ever think that I was his elder brother?”

“Nick Wickam!”

Nick stood up as if he could not hear his father’s serious and heavy words. “Ever since my mother died, the Wickams’ residence is no longer my home. And as you said back then, I’d no longer be recognized

as one of the Wickams as soon as I stepped out of the door, and I did so.

“And if you’ve come here to look for me because of Noel, then I can tell you clearly that a piece of trash will always stay a piece of trash. He’ll never be able to climb up the wall, so don’t expect me to go back. home only to support him.”

He was about to leave, but Arthur stood up abruptly. “Nick, do you really hate us that much?”