Charles Fox wore a black brocade suit; he had sword eyebrows and dark eyes.

His whole body carried the heroic temper tempered on the battlefield, like a sword out of a sheath.

Annie White looked at the young man with his cold and good-looking face in front of her, and kept admonishing herself in her heart.

You were not Lillian Edwin anymore, but you were Annie White. Be sober please!

After struggling for a long time, she still shook off his hand and smiled at him very politely.

Charles Fox saw her smile in amazement. This was not the Annie White he knew before, because she had never smiled so gently, as if she was another person.

For a time, they were speechless.

Princess Vivian was lifted from the ground by the maidservant, and her nose was bleeding.

She was staring at Annie White, and her teeth were clenched, and she wished she could swallow her alive.

Poof-

Suddenly there was a man with a swollen nose and blue face, who was Herman Moore.

Princess Vivian glanced at him, unabashedly showing the disdain in her eyes. He was really useless waste!

The man pretended to be heroic, but every time he met people from General's Mansion, he was beaten to nowhere!

Poof-

There was another person beside her, who was Diana Moore with blood on her face.

The three of them gathered together, with blood on their faces and messy clothes, like fellows who were abandoned.

Gary White clapped his hands after he finished dealing with those people, and he hurried to his sister, and he carefully escorted her back to the mansion.

Charles Fox followed them thoughtfully looking at their backs.

As for the few people on the ground, he didn't even take a look at them.

Princess Vivian clenched her hands and pinched her nails into the flesh of her palm, and her eyes were full of resentment.

Annie White, wait for me! One day I would kill you!

Hempstead, General's Mansion.

Gary White hurried back to the mansion with Annie White, and yelled as soon as he entered the door, prompting people to find a doctor.

Maybe some people thought she was going to die after seeing what he was doing.

Annie White quietly pulled his sleeves, instructing him not to raise a big rumpus, but the teenager didn't listen to her at all.

The two of them had just arrived at Margaret Garden of Annie White, and there were the mixed sound of footsteps outside.

It was a young woman about 30 years old who walked in first. Her charm was still there. She looked like a girl due to being taken good care of.

As soon as she saw Annie White, she threw herself up and shouted holding her.

"Ann, I heard that you were kidnapped and your neck was hurt. And you almost died!

"Who dared to be so bold to bully my Ann. You rest assured that I will protect you!"

This brave speech shocked Annie White.

Before she married Prince Townsend she had seen this cousin several times. Although they were not from the same mansion, she often visited her.

At that time, she was a dignified and noble young lady, and her words and deeds were also standard lady gestures.

After all these years, the cousin had become very peremptory. She must be pampered by General White.

It seemed that the cousin was less than thirty years old but she should be thirty-five years old, which showed that she was beloved.

Thinking of this, Annie White looked at the person behind her mother through her shoulders: it was the burly Albert White.

He stood here like the iron tower, with sword eyebrows and staring eyes, and the whole body was enveloped by the cold momentum, but when he looked at his wife and daughter, he was totally tender.

When he saw his wife weeping, his eyes were round, and he immediately drew his long sword from the waist and stamped his foot.

"Fuck! How dare they to bully my Ann. I will cut George Moore the bastard into meat sauce!"

As the words fell, Annie White couldn't speak anything, but no one was there.

There was something wrong with it, and why didn't anyone stop him?

If you really cut the military counselor, we would have a lot of trouble!