Chapter 611 Worry About Yourself

"Finn, who is this beside you?" Daryl shifted his gaze to Savanna and sized her up frivolously. "Tsk, Finn, it seems that your type has never changed. You still dig those who look innocent." Brandon reached out to protect Savanna, who was beside him, and said without changing his expression, "My taste is none of your business. Piss off." Seeing Brandon had such a huge reaction, Daryl was even more intrigued. "Finn, it seems that she matters to you a lot. Well, now I'm even more interested. Huh! Why does she look so familiar to me? Where do I know her from?" Of course, he had seen Savanna. Not only that, he had the nerve to kidnap Savanna's son. It was just that Daryl was a playa. He wasn't smart to begin with, not to mention that his brain had been paralyzed by alcohol for a long time till now. Of course, he couldn't remember clearly. Savanna was worried that Daryl would recognize her. In fear for Brandon's s