Every word Charles White said left Zoe Yale momentarily stunned.
In the end, she couldn't keep up the conversation anymore, and her petite body snuggled into Charles White's embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"How do you know so much? Why don't I know anything? Could it be that your mind and my mind are different? Clearly, Damian is my younger brother..."
Zoe Yale babbled endlessly like a chatterbox.
"Molly!" With so many questions from her, which one should he answer first?
No matter which one he answers, it seems wrong.
Is now really the time to care about these things?
Shouldn't she first be concerned about Chad Yakov's situation?
"I'm here!" Zoe Yale heard his voice, immediately raised her hand obediently, and looked at him eagerly.
Charles White: "..." Now he was the one at a loss for words.
"Charles White, what else do you know? Hurry up and tell me... No, just tell me directly how I should help Damian, anyway my mind isn't as good as yours..."
