Chapter 87: I’m Not That Easy to Fool.

There was a kind of man in the world, who was especially to move themselves. They would completely ignore other people's situation and insist to express their own emotion. They would never think about the consequences. In Jocelyn's eyes, Antony was this kind of man. At the moment, Antony was standing less than a meter from Jocelyn. There was only Arthur’s wheelchair between them. Jocelyn was pushing his wheelchair all the time. The Morrisons and the Warrens all froze and their eyes fell on them. There...