Chapter 457 Similar threats

Mr. Old Oliver smiled and nodded, turned to Kristen Oliver and Trisha Sylvie, and suddenly sank. 'You two know come back? Queenie, what's wrong with your foot? ' Mr. Old Oliver just saw Kristen Oliver's feet flying, where there was no blame, and his eyes were full of worry. 'Nothing, Grandpa, just twisted. I have seen a doctor. It will be fine in a couple of days.' 'You child, it's really not worrying.' Feeling distressed and unable to help blaming, Mr. Old Oliver helped Kristen Oliver to sit on the sofa. 'Grandpa, it's hard to find the North. Why don't you talk?' Kristen Oliver quickly changed the subject, for fear that Grandpa would ask him where he had been. Mr. Old Oliver pulled Elvis Sterling to sit down. 'Beixun, sit down quickly. What have you been up to recently?' Elvis Sterling answered them one by one, while Kristen Oliver was relieved. When she turned around, Trisha Sylvie had actually returned to her room. This little traitor left her alone. When Anna