His body stiffened, his expression tense and trembling, and the candlestick in his hand fell from his palm to the ground in fear, only to be caught steadily by Cesare with the speed of his eyes.

Catching the light, it was also like catching the initiative to speak, first apologetically sorry, and then asked.

"Forgive me, madam, for my curiosity, and for taking the liberty of asking you...... How old is your child? ”

It's just an ordinary question, but it seems to be easy to answer.

But the woman looked down at Cesare with a look as if she had seen some terrible devil, and her fear was fully expressed.

"Kid...... Child......

"On the Throne" Volume 1 Chapter 172 Heavy Pressure is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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