"Not only do I know her, but we are also very close!"
Adam Jones gritted his teeth and spoke in a deep voice, the image of Elly Campbell being frightened out of her wits caused a pain in his chest. He held the soft child in his arms, wanting to spank her, yet he couldn't bring himself to do it.
The child wanted wholeheartedly to see him. How could he blame her? Besides, how could a three-year-old child think of everything?
"Does William Campbell know that sneaking away like this would worry and scare Mommy? What if a bad person took you away? Aren't you afraid of making Mommy sad?"
Adam Jones patiently spoke to little William Campbell.
