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Chapter 62: The Little Mischievous Imp Stole My Gun_1

He covered his ears in disgust, "Bad Uncle, your family's discipline is seriously flawed. In our house, if I behaved like this, my aunt would've beaten me to death."

Spencer Sullivan: "..."

A kid was questioning his family's discipline?

Seems like it's time to meet this brat's parents.

The hospital elevator was slow and crowded. Aunt Kennedy finally squeezed onto the tenth floor. Hearing the child's cry, she worriedly called out, "Yolanda."

Seeing Aunt Kennedy, Yolanda ignored Spencer Sullivan and his group, "Aunt Kennedy, let's go."

He held his gun tightly with one hand and held Aunt Kennedy's hand with the other.

His little figure looked quite proud.

Seeing Yolanda take away the gun, Sienna Sullivan mustered her strength to struggle on Spencer Sullivan's body, "Dad, that's mine! It's mine... "

Spencer Sullivan had no choice but to put her down.

As soon as the little girl touched the ground, she chased after Yolanda, all the way to the elevator entrance.