Chapter 302 nepotism

Amanda Jewell was about to ask questions, when suddenly Iverson Byran's voice came from behind her. 'Your leg is not ready yet. Who told you to run around?' She hung up the phone at once, and when she turned around, she lost her footing and slipped. If it weren't for Iverson Byran's load, she grabbed her hand and almost fell to the ground. Holding Iverson Byran's arm, Amanda Jewell took a deep breath and was concerned. 'You scared me. Do you know that people are scary and scary?' 'I also know that I don't do anything wrong, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door.' Amanda Jewell was speechless, let go of his arm, and limped to the place where he had just rested. After two steps, she was caught by Iverson Byran, and almost half of her weight was put in his hand. It was not so hard to walk. 'Mouth is hard.' The low two words fell in my ears, and Amanda Jewell quietly put away her mobile phone. I don't know if Iverson Byran heard her call just now. Looking back