Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 389 Don't you touch her, you beast! Jarvis snorted disdainfully, "I'm not like you. I will hesitate when I should. And I will be determined when I shouldn't hesitate. The way I get what I want will only be robbing or plundering.' "That's a beast," Dixon stared into Jarvis' eyes, "not a man." Jarvis was shocked by Dixon's eyes. He cback to his senses and raised a smile, "A man is a beast." Dixon went silent. He couldn't make Jarvis change his mind. Jarvis had to take the ending no matter what it would be.

The two men spent a meaningless Thanksgiving in this strange city. Late at night, there were fireworks. Dixon watched those fireworks shoot up into the sky. They illuminated the gloom in his eyes for a moment and then quickly went out.

The fireworks would disappear in a flash, like beauty.

Jarvis got snews about Queenie. When he heard that Queenie and Leon had gotten particularly close recently, he almost smashed his phone.

On the phone screen, the picture showed Queenie sitting in a supermarket shopping cart being pushed by Leon. The action was very childish. But in the picture, the two were laughing happily.

Only a couple would do such a childish but adorable action.

Jarvis headed out. Dixon frowned, "You need to stop pushing her." "I pushed her?" Jarvis sneered, "She is totally a slut. How dare she seduces another man!" "Even if she is a big slut, it'll have nothing to do with you.

Dixon called out to Jarvis, "It's still Thanksgiving tonight. Don't bother her at a new start." "Have you changed into a different person? Hmm? You are scared because of Sonia?" Jarvis scoffed, "This is not like you, Dixon, I only have one principle. That is... I will only feel at ease until I take my stuff back and hold it in my hands." "Jarvis..." Dixon still wanted to say something. But Jarvis walked out. Dixon, standing in the hotel, murmured the left words softly.

"What if Queenie never belonged to you from the start?" But the room was silent. No one responded.

On the other hand, Sonia and the others were having a good tin Leon's private apartment. Sonia said she had to go to the bathroom, so everyone went with her. Later in the bathroom, Sonia received an anonymous email.

"Jarvis has gone over to Queenie, protect her." Sonia's eyelids twitched when she saw the message. Jarvis was coming for Queenie? Damn it, how did this man know? Why would he tell her again? He...? A thought went through Sonia's head... This guy... Was it Dixon? When she thought of it, Sonia stood up at once and rushed out of the living room.

Queenie was playing a gwith Carl to see who would laugh first, which was to stare at each other's faces without moving and see who laughed out first.

Carl had always been expressionless. Chris and Eugene burst out of laughter just a few seconds after looking at Carl. Although they didn't know what was so funny, they were just lost in a flash. And this time, it was Queenie's turn to hold on for nearly thirty seconds. But her glance swept on Sonia rushing out. So, Queenie couldn't hold back... She burst into laughter.

"Why are you rushing out of the toilet? Are you late for eating shit?" Queenie jokingly yelled. But Sonia pulled her over and held her. Sonia showed her phone to Queenie, "Jarvis is coming!" This was a shock for everyone in the room.

Queenie's face turned pale, "What do you mean, Jarvis... He comes to W City?!" Wasn't today Thanksgiving? Was he crazy? Why did he cover to W City after her? He threw her out but followed her here. What did he want? Queenie felt cold. Leon sensed her fear. Sitting on the sofa, he held her in his arms and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Even if he comes, what can he do?" Did Jarvis still want to bring so many subordinates wearing black to take her away by force like last time? No way! Victor turned to Sonia and said, "Mommy, who sent you the text message?" Sonia sent the number to Victor, "It's an unfamiliar number. But since he knows Jarvis, it might have spoint..." "I see. Sister Queenie, don't be afraid. We got so many people here today. Jarvis won't dare to do anything to us." Right. The fashion icon Chris, the model muse Eugene, Carl from Jungle Group, and Leon from the Harrison family were all here. What would Jarvis dare to do? Victor jumped down and recited the string of numbers a few times. He remembered the numbers and went back to his room. Turning on the computer, he searched for the number's IP address.

Soon, the address of the numbers was located in a high-end five-star hotel in W City.

Victor picked out one background and sent a text message to the numbers.

He asked...

"Mr. Borris, is that you?" Dixon, who was at the hotel, found an anonymous message on his phone. It seemed the people who sent this message to him used the shacking technique as him. And when he clicked on it, the tone was a bit familiar.

It made him think that the person who sent him this message... It was his son, Victor.

He followed Dixon's example of hiding his real number to reply to him.

Dixon didn't deny it and replied with a word, "hmm." "Why are you telling us this news?" "Is your mom around?" "No, be frank with me, why is Jarvis coming here?" If a man travels thousands of miles to another city for a woman, then there are only two possibilities." Victor looked at the reply and clenched his fingers.

The last line was framed in his eyes.

Dixon said.

"Get her, or destroy her." Victor was shocked, "Jarvis was your best friend. Why would you tell us? Can we trust you?"

Seeing Victor's skeptical attitude, Dixon raised a "Victor, semacking smile, up to you. I just want to let you know. Please protect Queenie. Don't let her suffer... Like your mom." His plan made Victor feel sour on his nose.

"Don't let her suffer... Like your mom" 'Mr. Borris, since you know how much my mother has suffered because of you... since you know..." Victor's eyes went red.

The boy had a million words he wanted to say, but he only replied with one word.

"Thanks." He still hated him for his wrong deed. But he also appreciated his kind help.

Dixon did respond. His eyes were deep.

Twenty minutes later, Jarvis cto the door of Leon's apartment and rang the doorbell.

Leon went over to open the door. When he saw it was Jarvis, they looked at each other.

Leon spoke first, with his eyebrows furrowed, "What do you want?" Jarvis sneered and spat out, "Get out!" "You should get out."

Leon didn't let go. He met Jarvis' murderous gaze head-on, "This is bur house. has nothing to do with you. You're trespassing, do you know?" Jarvis was enraged by Leon and reached out to grab him. But a voice cfrom not far away, "Don't you touch him!"

Queenie stood there. Her eyes were red, but her expression was stubborn. Gritting her teeth, she said, "I said! Don't you hurt Leon!"