Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 800 - : Jasy is the Baby’s Favorite Person

Chapter 800: Chapter 800: Jasy is the Baby’s Favorite Person

Chale Cheney remained still, looking through the crowd.

The panicked crowd parted, allowing his bright eyes to settle on the figure behind the bodyguard.

It wasn’t anyone else, it was his great-grandfather.

His great-grandfather, whom he had only seen once.

“Big brother, let’s leave, this is scary.” The little girl, never witnessing such a scene before, got scared and jumped off the chair.

She kept pulling on Chale Cheney’s sleeve, her little face filled with fear.

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The group of people was getting closer and she was becoming more frightened.

Spencer Childe stood behind the bodyguards, gripping a cane. He was full of vigor, his eyes sharp and calm, not at all resembling an elderly person.

His face was devoid of emotions, exuding an authoritative cold demeanor.

His sharp gaze rested on Chale Cheney.

This was a children’s hospital. Some timid children had already started crying, running around looking for their parents.

Chale Cheney did not move, just looked up at his great-grandfather.

Was he here for him?

As expected, Spencer Childe stopped near the chair, the bodyguards surrounding them.

The little girl suddenly cried out, clutching at Chale Cheney in fear.

The little girl’s mother saw them, leaving her medicine in a hurry and rushing over to pick up her daughter.

“Sweetie, be good, don’t cry, mom will take you away.” The woman picked up her daughter and immediately started running away.

The little girl still reached out to Chale Cheney, her crying looking like rain in a pear blossom, “Big brother, big brother..”

“Sweetie, let’s go, let’s go.” The woman did not dare to linger there and quickly led her daughter away.

Chale Cheney raised his head to look at Spencer Childe, “Great-grandfather.”

“Hmm.” Spencer Childe acknowledged.

Walking closer, he noticed the knife wound on Chale Cheney’s neck – not severe, almost scabbed over.

Chale Cheney’s face looked strikingly similar to Sylvan Cheney.

Chale Cheney was a bit scared too, unable to feel close to this great-grandfather of his.

“Where is your father?” Spencer Childe asked.

“Father has gone to look for Jasy.” Replied Chale Cheney obediently.

“Jasy?” This wasn’t the first time Spencer Childe heard this name from Chale Cheney, “Who is Jasy?”

“Jasy is the person the baby likes the most.”

“Oh?” Spencer Childe narrowed his eyes.

Chale Cheney fidgeted with his hands, not wanting to say anything more.

Just then, Charles Mcintosh returned with the medicine.

From afar, he saw Spencer Childe, the bodyguards surrounding the child in a tight circle.

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Charles Mcintosh quickly hurried over, “Elder Childe.”

“Hmm.” Spencer Childe responded and then turned his gaze to Charles Mcintosh, “How is Chale’s injury?”

“No issues. Children have good healing abilities so he should recover in a few days.”

“Did none of you plan on calling me about the midday incident if nobody had told me?” Spencer Childe’s voice was filled with frustration and cold indifference.

These were indeed Sylvan Cheney’s loyal men.

Charles Mcintosh and Lilac Serval were no different.

They truly treated him, Spencer Childe, as an outsider.

Charles Mcintosh said, “Mr. Cheney did not wish to cause you worry.”

“Where is he?” asked Spencer Childe, his gaze sharp.

“Mr. Cheney is dealing with some follow-up matters.” Charles Mcintosh could not possibly mention Jasmine in front of Spencer Childe, “Elder Childe, can we discuss this in the car?”

There was quite a large show of power from Spencer Childe.

Charles Mcintosh knew that it had been a long time since Spencer Childe had returned to Landon. If it was in Lonton, he might have dared to close the hospital directly.

“Come with me.” Spencer Childe did not agree.

He walked forward, leading the way to a large rest area in the hospital.

Years ago, Spencer Childe had an extensive network of contacts in Landon. Today, it was no less influential.