"Uncle Hall? Let me discuss something with you, okay?" Emma inclined her head to look at Frank. Her beautiful face was as a rose with dew in the early morning.

Rose wanted to stab a few bloody holes in her beautiful face to avenge her and Arthur.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and carefully helped Arthur sit on the sofa. Just now she heard the sound of snapping. Her brother was a human being, not an iron plate, so he would also feel pain. Rose could faintly see that blood marks were seeping from his thin clothes.

"Brother!" She cried out in grievance, hugging Arthur tightly and wailing....