Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1221

Hearing this, the man on the other end of the phone went silent.

A half-hearted laugh escaped, "Hiding? Jay, do you know how capable this woman is?"

When Bonnie was able to get out of the hands of Milana Holmes.

Now, then, there is a good chance of escaping from them as well.

Once that happens, all their plans will fall through!

"Do you know how much effort I really put into getting Sebastian back to the Jones Family without any problems, how can I lose it all now." The man reprimanded.

Jay was silent for a long time.

It was only after a long time that he spoke and replied, "I know aunt."

"Do not move those ridiculous compassion, you also want to hurry to leave the Jones Family, get rid of this ridiculous replacement heir identity, now I have put the opportunity in front of you, cherish it!" The man said.

Jay responded with a yes and hung up the phone.

Following that, looking at the blood collection tube in his hand, his eyes grew deeper and more complex.

Bonnie, is it really necessary to kill Bonnie?

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At this end, Bonnie did not know about it.

She is still methodically preparing for Sebastian's birthday party.

Probably because of the busy schedule, time always passes very fast.

In a flash, it was the day before Sebastian's birthday party.

Bonnie arranged for everyone to have dinner and went through the process of tomorrow's birthday party again by the way.

Turning his head away, he just ignored it and went back to discussing the rest of the process.

Max, who was ignored, was extraordinarily unconvinced and immediately wanted to show his abs.

As a result, he is wearing a jumpsuit today in order to be handsome, and if he really wants to show his abs, he will have to take off all his top, which is really indecent.

"You guys wait, I'm going to go change my outfit now and come back to show off my abs." Max said.

He hurried out and tried to ask the hotel attendant for a spare set of shirts and suit pants.

Before the waiter had time to speak, a voice came from the side, "You go and get busy, I'll take Mr. Pearson to change."

The waiter turned his head and his tone was suddenly respectful, "Mrs. Robertson, how can this be done? It's my job to take the guests to change their clothes."

"It's okay, I'm not busy with you every day, go help out in the back kitchen first, leave this little thing to me." Mrs. Robertson waved her hand and said indifferently.