"Mr. Cheney, open the back door." Jasmine Yale urged anxiously.
Little Chale is becoming unrecognizable!
"Jasmine Yale, do you know there's a mountain not far away?" Sylvan Cheney said indifferently.
"I know." She had been to this kindergarten before, of course she knew.
This kindergarten catered to the elite, with not only convenient transportation but also beautiful scenery.
The protected forest nearby served as a natural oxygen bar for the kindergarten, with a superb environment, surrounded by mountains and clear waters.
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if Yolanda Fern jumped off with you?" Sylvan Cheney asked pressing her, his gaze ice-cold.
Jasmine Yale was slightly startled, shaking her head blankly.
She had not thought about it... She had not thought about anything.
All she knew was that the priority was to save Chale Cheney.