Chapter 172 Hundred Days Feast 4

As Julia's mind went blank,

a hand steadied her waist.

"Little Pear, you almost scared me to death," the man supported Julia, wrapping his arms around her waist and asked with furrowed brows with concern, "Are you okay?"

Fortunately, he had arrived just in time.

Otherwise...

Meanwhile, Noah had called out too late with his warning, watching from behind them.

Jasmine and the others were taken aback at seeing the man holding Julia.

Blake took a few steps forward with a smile, "Mr. Thompson, thank you. If it weren't for your timely intervention, my woman would have fallen."

"Your woman?" the man asked with ambiguous meaning.

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"Yes, my woman," Blake said with a sly smile.

"The mother of my child, my woman, when did she become yours? I wasn't aware," the man asked Blake with a gentle smile, his eyes darkening.

"Where did you come from, you ugly toad, thinking you can covet swan meat?"

The atmosphere was getting a bit strange now.

Was this woman one kept by James Thompson?