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Chapter 7

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When it came to taking care of children, Joseph was undeniably the most attentive and considerate individual. After selecting a picture book, the trio exited the bookstore, and Joseph extended an invitation to Quinlyn for ice cream.

“It’s far too sweet; what’s so appealing about it?” Stanley muttered with a pout, clearly not a fan of sweets. However, upon turning around, he found Joseph and Quinlyn already standing at the entrance of the ice cream shop.

Joseph pointed at the menu and leaned down to inquire of Quinlyn. “Do you see any flavors you like?”

Quinlyn shook her head, looking puzzled at the vibrant flavor chart. Tve never tried any of these before.”

Stanley, who had just entered a step behind, paused at her words. He then noticed how slender Quinlyn was, with dull hair. She likely struggled to get enough to eat most days, let alone indulge in sweets at a place like this.

For a moment, Stanley felt ashamed of his oversight, and a surge of sympathy welled up within him. He quickly stepped forward, taking Quinlyn’s hand. “Come on, let’s order one of each flavor, and you can try them all one by one.”

A few minutes later, a table was laden with an assortment of ice creams, all piled up in front of Quinlyn. She took a spoonful of the dark chocolate flavor, and the sweet taste caused her eyes to sparkle with delight.

Stanley, observing her expression intently, finally felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. “If you like it so much, we’ll buy a whole freezer full so you can enjoy it whenever you want.”

Across from them, Joseph reminded him with a blend of helplessness and amusement, “Kids have delicate stomachs; eating too much cold stuff will give them a bellyache.”

Stanley was momentarily taken aback, scratching his head and muttering, “Why is raising kids so challenging?” But as he watched Quinlyn quietly eating in front of him, his heart softened, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to take good care of her.

Just then, through the glass window, a group of kids walked by outside, and suddenly, the most prominent one stopped and glanced into the store.

Quinlyn quickly looked up and locked eyes with Harriet, who looked surprised.

Outside the store, as Harriet paused, the other kids followed her gaze and looked at the three people inside. They all wondered and asked Harriet questions in a hurry.

“Hey, Harriet, isn’t that your brother? Why is he eating with other kids?”

you say he didn’t have time

student from high school sitting across from him? He’s really

school. Figures like Stanley and Joseph, with their

conversations.

all thanks to her brother, Stanley. But now, it seemed like Stanley had other little sister around

your brother adores you the most?

some ice

cream

girl echoed. “Yeah, I’m really craving ice cream!”

the crowd egging her on. Harriet couldn’t remain seated. She glared at the trio, bit her lip, and said, “Alright, let’s go in And just like

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Harriet was the first to step forward, grabbing Stanley’s sleeve and sweetly saying, “Why didn’t you tell me your were going out for fun? We could’ve gone together.

amazing at gaming. Can you teach us? Wow, you guys ordered so much

Harriet aside, saying impatiently, “If you want something to eat, buy it yourself. You’re not short on

face flushed crimson, and she bit her lip, pleading. “But I

children looked puzzled and pointed at Quinlyn, inquiring. “Who is she, and why

someone retorted. “Joseph doesn’t have

panicked, fearing they might discover her adoption. Flustered, she blurted out, “She’s the daughter

at Quinlyn again,

wonder her clothes aren’t

so kind, inviting the housekeeper’s daughter to a meal. Why doesn’t he invite us

asked.

cream, being children from wealthy families, they were accustomed to getting their way

with an excuse, Stanley slammed his hand on the table. The sudden noise

the housekeeper’s daughter?” Stanley demanded. “Harriet, after staying at the Anderson residence for so long, have you forgotten

a calm but firm voice, “Everything you use, even your name, is borrowed. How