Chapter 172 Mind Your Own Business 

Alfredo turned back, looking him straight in the eyes. Those eyes, as beautiful as Calvin’s, were pitch black, very dark, very deep: “To me, it is a big deal! A very big deal, even bigger than my own affairs!” 

Cedric knew he liked Myrna, but he didn’t expect to like her to this 

extent. 

Stunned for a moment, I didn’t know how to appease him for a while. 

However, Alfredo ignored him, turned his head, held his iPad, and scrolled to a comment online that insulted Myrna. 

Just hit back right below with a clatter. 

You’ve seen my sister, on what basis do you say she’s ugly? I think you’re the one who’s ugly, you’re the ugliest! 

My sister’s grades were always good. You scored 30 and then accused others of cheating when they scored 130. Hahaha! 

“That girl bullied my sister first. So what if she doesn’t have a father? I don’t have a mother either, but I never bullied anyone!” 

“My sister was prettier, kinder, and cuter than her. My sister didn’t have a mom or dad either. You all bullied her without knowing anything, you were all bad people! Despicable people!” 

Cedric had seen his fingers typing away on it, just like a little pea shooter. 

I wished I could have blasted everyone who insulted Mymą. 

10:31 

As he kept spraying, he even sprayed his own eyes red. 

Tears clung to his eyelashes, blinking. His mood plummeted suddenly. and he whispered to himself, “Cedric, why do they all have to bully my sister? They don’t even know my sister, why do they have the right to say she’s not good?” 

Some people also said that the speech was particularly unpleasant. 

Saying that his sister was a fake rich girl, she deserved to be abandoned from the start. 

If I were to have a daughter like this. I would have wished to drown her in the toilet. 

“Mr. Alfredo, please don’t cry,” Cedric said, his heart breaking at the sight of his tears. 

Just at that moment, the door rang. 

Alfredo rolled up his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face, looking as if nothing had happened. He jumped off the sofa, put on his shoes, and ran off with a patter. 

Myrna had just come in, and immediately, a soft, cute little head appeared in her arms. 

“Myrna, I missed you!” 

Myrna wrapped him in her arms, rubbed his little head, and asked him, “Were you a good boy at home today?” 

“Mhm, I well–behaved.” 

was ver 

Alfredo pulled out a pink little note from his pocket, which he had 

folded into a cute heart shape, and stuffed it all into Myra’s arms. 

Chatter 172 Mind Your Own BusIGHT. 

“You could look at this later.” 

Calvin was walking behind, seeing him stuffing the note paper, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “What are you writing?” 

“Anyway, it’s something you can’t see!” Alfredo’s face was flushed red as he held onto Myrna, not letting go. After a while, he awkwardly stepped on his right foot with his left, and shyly lifted his head. His grape–like big eyes stared at Myrna, reflecting her image, “Sister, don’t be afraid, I will definitely protect you! I won’t let anyone bully you!” 

Hehe! 

Calvin yanked him out of the arms of the agitated girl by his collar, pulling him aside, and said coldly, “Just take care of yourself. I’m still here for your sister’s matters. It’s not your turn to worry, you’re just a five–year–old kid,” 

Alfredo was abruptly pulled away from the soft embrace, instinctively gritting his teeth, ready to lose his temper, when he caught sight of Myrna still there out of the corner of his eye. 

I had to swallow a bellyful of anger. 

He might not have been a child of the Larson family. If he wasn’t picked up from the trash can by his mother, then he was picked up by his maternal uncle or grandfather. 

They definitely had no blood relation