The sky was gloomily dark. Laura was accompanying Claudia, but Zach was nowhere to be seen.

"After all, it was someone who had raised her for many years. Don't take it to heart, Father, Mother."

The two elders joined hands, both carrying the same sorrow. "Seeing Leanne like this brings me great comfort."

Mark sighed. "She's dutiful, very persistent. Thinking about everything she's done before, she's got guts. She is definitely my daughter."

The more he spoke, the more resolute and powerful he became.

Laura nodded, tentatively asked, "Shall we head back to rest?"

Mark's gaze, however, fell upon the man smoking under the magnolia tree. His stare seemed to carry a weight, leaving one breathless with just a single glance.

"Mr. Olsen." Dexter respectfully greeted and promptly extinguished his cigarette.

"How's Justin holding up emotionally? If he's willing, he can stay with the Olsen family so he doesn't have to feel burdened."

faint smile flickered across Dexter's face. "That's quite

know, but for the sake of Leanne, I'm willing to

and dreams that

he have? I'd be

creating ripples

will take

silent for a long while. As the day had turned into night, the cold was inevitable. He gave a wave

Mark's slightly hunched figure. Leaning on a cane, he

the tree

similar to the time we spent at Mason Garden. It's unbelievable, all the important people were right there with us." In the warmth of the room, Josie rested

her long hair up, securing it with a hairpin. With a quill pen held in one hand, she was writing

state, she appeared she was

study for her, and the items within were no small matter. Each one was purchased from an

it hard to

wave of her hand, lifting her head. "By deliberately being ingratiating, it seems they've put all their hopes on Pop. They clearly have ulterior motives." She was upset, which

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