Chale Cheney was feeling emotional.
But he was still just a child. The thought of Elder Cheney brought sudden tears to his eyes.
His nose tingled, and he began to cry out loudly.
"You're a liar, you're a bad guy, a con artist!" Chale Cheney was very upset.
His voice choked with sobs, and his small shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.
How could this Bad Uncle deceive him like this, and make such a cruel joke.
Chale Cheney felt so miserable...
Elder Cheney would be fine, Jasy said that Cheney was on a business trip, he believed Jasy.
"Why should an adult lie to a child?" Chris Fern asked nonchalantly, "If your father was not in danger, would he miss coming home for the New Year? If you don't believe me, would you like to borrow my phone to call him?"
With that, Chris Fern reached into his pocket for his phone.
His eyes held an unreadable expression.
Looking at the crying Chale Cheney, Chris Fern felt a surprising surge of pleasure.
