Chapter 823: Cheyenne is His Cousin

This time, Gracie was determined not to let Cheyenne destroy their family of three any longer. "Take them away," she ordered. "No!" Jonathan, injured and tearful, tried to rush forward to save them but was held back by the man who had grabbed his shoulder and pinned him down. The man's voice was rough and hoarse, as if he had a cold or deliberately lowered his tone. "Don't make any sudden moves. You'll only end up risking your own life." Through teary eyes, Jonathan looked up at the young man behind him who appeared to be in his early twenties with delicate features and fair skin. Although this type of face did not show signs of aging, it also lacked some masculinity that would make him appear immature compared to others his age. The young man wore a white chef uniform with a tall white hat covering his dazzling golden hair. "Who are you?" He didn't seem to remember knowing this person before. Jerry coughed mysteriously and quietly slipped a walkie-talkie into Jonathan's hand