Old Dreams No Return (Serena) novel Chapter 416

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Chapter 395

“Your body just went through detox and is too weak. Go inside and rest, I’ll keep watch for you,” Emmett said, leaning against the big tree and starting to doze off. His handsome features perfectly matched my aesthetic.

Could it be that I still can’t let go of Leland in my heart?

I gave up and obediently lay down, completely relaxed, but I had also finished all the dry food.

If I couldn’t find a second backpack, I would be unable to support myself.

Suddenly, Emmett handed me a chicken leg. I was stunned as I opened the tent and saw flames shooting up into the sky. Emmett was actually grilling the chicken, and there were a few other campers sitting beside him.

I don’t know why, but whenever I see strangers, I feel like they were hired killers brought by Caitlyn and Nataly.

I felt that danger surrounded me from all sides, and my broken and fragmented body could no longer withstand the torment inflicted by those people.

So I had to be fully prepared, with no intention to harm others and not lacking in caution towards others, especially after experiencing a failed marriage and almost being killed by two women. I no longer dared to trust anyone, nor accept any favors from

anyone.

Life was too bitter, even eating candy didn’t taste sweet, especially at my age when even eating candy didn’t taste sweet, my mind was filled with countless thoughts.

Thank you for the chicken leg, Emmett. Don’t you eat it? And why are you so good to me, is it just because we might be two peas in a pod?”

Emmett glanced at me inside the tent, then spoke, “Maggie and I grew up together in an orphanage, enduring hardships together, being bullied together, and working hard to get into the police academy. But our success would not have been possible without the support of two elderly people, who are your grandparents.”

The hand holding the chicken leg was trembling, how did it get involved with my grandparents again?

How many secrets does Emmett really have? Could it be that he is the boy who was sponsored by his grandparents, the lonely little boy who watched me play the piano as the sun set?

He was not Leland, but they looked very similar, so I mistook him for someone else.

What do you mean, Emmett? What do you really mean? The boy my parents sponsored was Leland, and it was because of his death in a car accident that Leland and I relied on each other and kept the Leslie Group going. But you say that our grandparents sponsored you. What does that mean?” Emmett hesitated for a moment, then chose to speak up.”Now is not the time to tell you the truth. But, in any case, you have to hold on until the end of the training camp and take me to meet the McDowell family elders. I will tell you everything you want to know!”

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