Having said that, he himself found it ridiculous.
How could a dead man lend a hand?
Not to mention the turmoil within the Simmons Family now, even without it, Simmons Family members hated Arnold Simmons to their bones, making it even less likely for them to help Hannah.
Hannah seemed to think carefully about what George River said, then suddenly lowered her voice mysteriously, "George, not to keep it a secret from you, but I always feel like someone's been following me lately?"
George asked subconsciously, "Who?"
Under the light, the girl's brows curved lightly, her jet-black long hair, porcelain-white skin, and bright red lips, combined, sketched a portrait of a beauty carefully drawn by the heavens. When she smiled, the world paled in comparison.
Her lips parted lightly, voicing two words softly, "Arnold Simmons."
Her words were filled with a girl's secret excitement and joyful romance, as if she were waiting for her beloved's return, but strangely eerie at the same time.
