Chapter 367: To Kerlon!

"And this is…?" Rosalyn Looske asked, eyeing Abigail Shawyer with open curiosity. Abigail had the delicate, doll-like look of a petite girl. Seeing her stand there puffed up with indignation, cheeks swollen like she was holding in a huff, Rosalyn found it oddly adorable. A smile tugged at her lips as she studied her. "This is my little sister, Abigail Shawyer," Gabriel Jauncy said with an easy grin. "We got separated for years. We only got back in touch recently." Abigail immediately protested,...