"Alena, what's wrong?"
Keith Beckford rushed forward, trying to find out what was going on with her.
Unexpectedly, when she turned around and saw him, she was so scared that she immediately screamed and threw herself into Yvette's arms.
It was as if she was the child and Yvette was the mother.
Yvette Thiel frowned and said, "Mr. Beckford, you'd better go out first. You will only irritate her if you stay here."
Keith Beckford didn't want to leave, but looking at the shivering Alena Thiel, he compromised.
He said, "Yvette Thiel, as long as you behave yourself, I can guarantee that you won't suffer, understand?"
These words were half coaxing and half threatening.
Keith Beckford was warning Yvette Thiel that if she dared to play any tricks, he would definitely punish her.
"Okay," Yvette replied calmly. Then, she patted her mother on the back, comforted her over and over again. "Mom, Mom, I'm Yvette Thiel..."
