Chapter 922

Paul was left speechless. One hit had hurt this much—How agonizing must it be for Sergio to take so many? Sergio calmly buttoned his shirt. "If I can take it, so can you. There's nothing you can't possibly handle." "Wait... Were all of those from the old witch across the room?" The "old witch" Paul was referring to was Hailey. She'd been camped at the Palmer residence for days and refused to leave. Her only goal seemed to be sticking close to Leonard. She claimed she was there to find Sergio, but it was obvious that was just an excuse. Instead, she'd been busy cooking meals, making tea, and reminiscing with Leonard. Anyone with half a brain could see her intentions. But Paul was firm that Leonard had been devoted to his late wife, and there was no way he'd ever fall for that old witch's tricks. "Focus on your homework," Sergio said, cutting off the conversation. "No need to ask so many questions." Before Paul could reply, loud shouting erupted from outside the room. "Daddy!