Share

Chapter 35

Phillip paced back and forth behind the sofa, the thing he always did when his brain was too full of worry. Just thinking about how to go home was a pain, now added to the fact that Miranda — his stepmother, the evil witch, and Edmund's future wife — was his grandmother. Louise's head followed Phillip's steps, showing a concerned expression, while Tiffany had long risen from the sofa. The Angel was busy cutting thorns on the stalk of a reddish-white rose while dancing a little.

"Phillip, sit down and get everything on your head, we can't be here any longer," said Louise, who was getting annoyed with the young man's behavior.

Like a spell, Louise's words made Phillip sit up, but his face still looked like a bomb about to explode. The young man rubbed his forehead, making his hair messy. A moment later he looked at Tiffany, ready to say his trademark s

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status