"From today on, you are not allowed to take even one step closer to her," Charles Mcintosh ordered.
"Mr. Mcintosh... have you found her? Can you tell me where she is? What happened?" Little 11 guessed that Charles Mcintosh had found Lilac Serval.
Compared to Charles Mcintosh, he was indeed quite incompetent.
When he discovered Lilac Serval was missing, the first thing he did was call this man with her phone.
There was no comparison between him and Charles Mcintosh.
If not for Charles Mcintosh stepping back proactively, he might not even have had a chance to get near Lilac Serval.
Thinking of this, Little 11 felt a bit dejected, lowering his head, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
"She's with me,"
"Oh, I see." Little 11 nodded, not pestering any further, "Please, Mr. Mcintosh, take good care of her. I don't want to see her upset."
