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Chapter 186 The Bells of the Ancient Capital Ask for a Monthly Pass)(3/3)

"I know I know!"

Emily began to say with a glance: "This silver hair belongs to that sister, and her eyes belongs to another sister. Emily is most familiar with it, and then the doll's skin is exactly the same as Philla's sister..."

"Ah, my Emily is so smart, yes, these are all treasures that dad collects for you."

Listening to the father and daughter's opponent, the maid standing beside her was trembling in fear.

She had heard that the head of the Sgrote family was a lunatic who liked to buy beautiful girls, but not to enjoy their bodies, but purely, for their bodies.

Beautiful eyes, gorgeous silver hair, silky skin, small and delicate tongue...

"Monet, don't be afraid."

Eggart smiled and said, "You don't have what my Emily wants, so you can rest assured that you are safe for the time being."

“Yes, yes…”

Monet almost cried in fear.

Not safe, but temporary.

Egert was hinting that if one day Monet had something they wanted, she might become the next victim girl at any time.

"dad!"

Suddenly, Emily dragged the doll to Eggart and said, "This doll is missing something. She can't speak. How can she let her speak?"

"Don't worry, my little cutie."

The man picked up Emily, put the cute girl on his lap, and stroked her blonde hair: "Dad has found her, a girl with a natural sound. As long as you get her, you will have a puppet friend, she will talk to you and play with you."

"Okay, okay."

Emily clapped her hands: "Thank you, dad, dad is the best! Emily, I like dad the most!"

"By the way, dad."

After saying that, Emily said, "How did you take out the sound? Did you dig out the sister's eyes like last time?"

"Look at it Dad!"

Emily raised the doll: "This is Emily's eyes dug. Is it good? Let Emily come this time!"

"certainly."

Aeget held the girl high: "My little cutie is the best!"

Monet, who was standing beside him, was almost shocked to death as he listened to the father and daughter. At an angle she didn't know, the doll in Emily's hand was turning her head and staring at Monet.

"Click!"
Chapter completed!
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