Chapter 235 I am not from the Cheney Residence

Leaving the country?

So, was that phone call just now from his wife and child in Lonton?

Jasmine Yale's lips moved slightly, she spoke lightly: "I will take Little Chale back with me."

"No." Sylvan Cheney denied, "There's nothing in your place, do as you're told."

Jasmine Yale didn't refute him again, he wasn't wrong, she had nothing over there.

If not for Little Chale, she would have no connections with him at all.

Jasmine Yale didn't want to say much more, she put on her slippers quietly and headed towards the door.

This time, Sylvan Cheney didn't stop her.

The entire neck of Jasmine Yale was marked with traces recently left by Sylvan Cheney, she pulled her collar higher.

In the garden, Butler Santana was with Little Chale, while Riceball was squatting nearby, sticking out its tongue.

"Jasy!"

Seeing her, Little Chale quickly ran over.

"Little Chale, let Jasy hold you." Jasmine Yale smiled and lifted him from the ground.