Chapter 404 The child, sweet-talking

Marshall stared with wide eyes at Zoya, his little face flushed and looking very pitiful. He sniffed, clenched his teeth, obediently holding back his tears. Zoya let go of his hand, leaned close to Marshall's ear, and whispered softly, "Good children should not cry like this!" "You are a child too." Marshall muttered softly. Pouting, Zoya whispered, "But I am much more mature than Marshall." Marshall bit his lip and couldn't speak anymore, feeling wronged. Kevin looked at Zoya coaxing Marshall and smiled indulgently. It seems that mommy's judgment is still good. Marshall is indeed a good seedling, very suitable for Zoya. After all, it's not easy to be swayed by Zoya like this. "What should we do now?" Teresa looked at Kevin and asked. Kevin frowned, "Wait, let those people take us off the car." No pain, no gain, they must follow those who kidnapped them to find out the whereabouts of Leo's main base. The car drove forward, and they sat in the trunk and couldn't see what was