Chapter 96

Harry James looked around with a childish twinkle in his eye. In his right hand was cotton candy, while his left hand was hugging a pile of toys.

"Harry, oh my god!"

Ann Michelle half-ran after Harry's wide strides. It was very difficult to chase the big baby in the crowd. Moreover, Michelle's two hands were full of plastic bags.

"Harry!"

Again, Michelle's call received no response. No matter how busy the surroundings were, she was sure Harry could hear her.

Finally, Michelle stopped. realizing that Harry was deliberately ignoring her. "Fine," growled the twenty-eight-year-old woman. "If you don't come back here by the count of three, I will throw away everything in my hands. One..."

Without needing to count to two, Harry had turned around and rushed over to Michelle with a mischievous grin on his lips. A grin that gave him the appearance of a high school bad boy. to the point that sometimes it makes Michelle uncomfortable because it looks like sh