“Excuse me, sir… I came to return your wallet.”
Isabelle turned around and gasped.
“Who let this filthy child in here?”
Security advanced towards him.
Richard barely looked at him. “Not now, son. We’re losing our boy.”
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“Excuse me, sir… I came to return your wallet.”
Isabelle turned around and gasped.
“Who let this filthy child in here?”
Security advanced towards him.
Richard barely looked at him. “Not now, son. We’re losing our boy.”