The next second, a man's voice sounded above his head.
"Mr. Chester, are you okay?"
Mr. Chester, the nickname of the Wild Man!
Little Buddy's nerves shuddered, and he quickly lowered his head.
Immediately after, he heard Chester Yale's familiar voice softly say, "I'm fine."
He looked down at the little figure standing in front of him, seeing him motionless, furrowing his eyebrows, "Little Buddy, where did you hit yourself?"
"..."
Harry lowered his little head, recognizing the person in front of him as the "Wild Man" who lived with Evelyn. He quickly covered his face with his chubby hand.
It's over! He didn't wear a mask today!
Would the Wild Man recognize him?
If Evelyn found out that he was discovered by the Wild Man, she would definitely be angry. She was sick, and he couldn't let her get angry.
Little Buddy froze in place, his large pitch-black eyes blinking anxiously, racking his brain for a solution.
