Chapter 511 Morning Sickness

His cold eyes changed at this moment. "You, go and move the trash can over here." "What? Was this morning sickness... was he vomiting?" Aziel thought. After the trash can was brought here, Lincoln didn't vomit. His eyes darkened, staring closely at the thermal bag in the trash can. Aziel looked confused, "Mr. Nash, this seems to be muffins." "You know it?" Aziel nodded, "Only one shop sells muffins in San Diego. Mr. Vaughan took me to eat once. It has thick skin and little stuffing. It's terrible!" Lincoln thought about the conversation between Zayla and Simon just now. He sighed lightly. Of course, the terrible muffin ended up being thrown. A man who was like trash would be definitely kicked out. The little girl almost died once at the hands of Simon. She must have figured out this truth. But now, she suddenly gave him a chance, an