"Why are you suddenly so clingy?"

Sylvia pushed Poppy away and suggested, “Let's go. I'll treat you to lunch.”

The film and television base was crowded.

There were two streets with restaurants and food stalls. At night, there was a night market on the two streets where many things were sold. Sylvia wore a windbreaker and sunglasses. Her eyes were hidden, but her delicate chin could be seen.

The breeze lifted the hemline of her windbreaker, making her look bright and brave.

Poppy wore a long-sleeved dress. She stopped wearing the punk outfit that she used to wear.

Since she was young, her dress made her girlish. Although wearing a blue mask, her watery eyes were exposed.

Evidently, they both were good-looking. Once they appeared, many passersby and the stall owners were attracted.

Sylvia just wanted to cheer up Poppy. "What do you want to eat? It's on me."

Poppy was still young, so she was childish.

Sylvia's words made Poppy's eyes light up. "Sylvia, I want some skewers, fried spring rolls, and deep-fried dumplings."

"We'll have all of them." Sylvia beamed at her.

The Evans family's villa.

Neve sat with her legs crossed while munching some potato chips, looking leisurely and triumphant.

downstairs and saw her like this, so she walked to sit next to Neve. "Mom,

a glance at her. "Eddie's

but Eddie was too stupid to repress himself and harmed the old Evans

and made the old Evans suffer in

to play a similar trick again. After talking bad about Sylvia to Alyssa and her husband and driving a wedge

they did, Neve would focus on dealing with

had to choose between his only

the green plants

a green plant with too many branches.

incident that Eddie harmed her grandfather. Suddenly, she was enlightened, gripping Neve's arm tensely. "Mom, if Grandpa told Sylvia Andrews about her mother's identity, does it mean

your grandfather? Anyway, that old man deserves to die with his secret.” Neve looked steelier. "No worries. I'll help you,

daughter's hand to console

Hospital.

Neve and Tiffany arrived at the

stared at his breathtaking face in surprise,

asked, her voice with unconcealed excitement, "Why are you here, Franklin?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

the joyful woman indifferently and answered, "I dropped by Mr. Evans.

your kindness, Mr. Maskelyne," Neve said with a smile. Franklin lowered his eyes with a smile to cover the thoughts

to him. "Franklin, I know you misunderstand me, but I'll participate in International Piano Competition soon. Could you attend it and cheer

her expressionlessly in

nervous, her eyes reddening. “I did something and made you change your impression of me. For my grandfather's sake, can you attend the contest? I believe I'll win the first prize

gazed at Franklin expectantly, and her tone was sincere and pitiful. The

thought Franklin would refuse her, he took the ticket from her

her eyes in disbelief, tears almost dropping from

the old Evans and chirped, "Grandpa! Grandpa,

pale. Instead of being as excited as Tiffany, he said to Franklin, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Maskelyne." "You

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