His majestic body moved swiftly toward the balcony.
With a leap, he jumped down from the second floor and darted out of the Yakov Family's yard.
Evelyn Sherman stared blankly as his figure vanished before her eyes, then she saw the room door being pushed open.
Grace Yakov, holding Harry, walked in, her face displeased, "Harry was crying outside, how could you not hear? I thought they were not used to being back, so I had both of the little darlings sleep with you for a while, to prevent them from having nightmares and getting scared."
Upon hearing this, Harry, who was acting pitifully in her arms, a sly glint passed through his dark eyes.
He became even more pitiful as he clung to Grace Yakov's neck and refused to let go.
"..." Upon hearing Grace Yakov's words, Evelyn Sherman shuddered.
For a while...
Someone was going to strangle her for sure!
