My Gift

It was that cold and tall figure. "Carroll!" I ran into Carroll's arms in surprise. "Oh, you don't know how miserable I am today." "I went to the studio and found that evil woman ruined my samples." "I secretly recorded the crime scene, but she smashed the phone you gave me." "Opal took me to buy a new phone, and then we went to comfort Simon, who was out of love. Just now I was almost..." "How bad!" I embraced Carroll. "I'm so poor today." Carroll picked me up with one hand. "As expected, you can't leave me." "Kelly, what do you think of a custom-made baby carriage? I can push you everywhere!" I stopped crying. Looking at the two men, who had been beaten beyond recognition by Terry, I curled my lips and said, "That's called a wheelchair, not a baby carriage." "Let's go home, girl." Carroll put me on the ground, took my hand, and turned my head before ordering, "Cripple them." "Yes, sir!" Then, Terry's subordinates took action. Terry followed behind me, opened the car door for me, and