"Daddy!" Toto sprang to Hank Clegg, embracing him.
Hank Clegg's stern gaze softened abruptly. "Are you injured?"
He asked his little angel with concern.
"Humph!" Toto lifted his head proudly, "This baby will not be injured!"
"Who ... who exactly are you...?" The Landlord felt like he was on the edge of losing, he still couldn't fathom why the police didn't show up, instead, a family of busybodies did.
Hank Clegg didn't want to answer the question of such a scum, but Victoria and Toto were present. Silence might make his wife and child converse with scum.
So he responded coldly, "Someone to take care of you."
Puff——
The landlord almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Indeed, they were a family, even the words used to answer questions were the same.
At this moment, footsteps and shouts came from the Front Hall.
"Police! Everyone, stay where you are!"
Thankfully, just when the situation was nearly resolved, the police came to steal the credit... oh no, to clean up the mess.
