Capítulo 272: Chapter 272 Timmy Collins

At this moment, Alexander Foster entered, sensing that something was off, and his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

"Senior, there's a thief in the temple. Your things have been stolen!" the little monk said.

Alexander's expression was solemn as he came to her side, but just as he was about to inspect, she stopped him with an outstretched hand.

"No need to worry. I know what's going on. I'll get the gifts back in a bit."

"Ah, Senior Eleven, do you know the thief?"

Chloe Collins glanced at Alex and faced his scrutiny, nodding once.

At the same time, she put the black hair in her hand into her pocket.

"I'll go deal with it first. You stay here and wait for a while."

"Let's go together," Alex said.

"No need, it doesn't like strangers." With that said, she walked out.

Alexander watched her departing figure, his eyes revealing a very different emotion than before.

"Little monk."

"Hmm?" The little monk looked up at him.