His Eagle Eyes on Me

Madam nodded. "I know, but the question right now is whether Irene will be bullied by the other children at school."

"If they dared try, she would surely fight back. I have already told her everything," the old woman said.

Madam shook her head. "The school won't allow fighting. I'll take her to school later and talk to her teacher."

"Okay. Let Irene try this school and see whether it works out or not. If it doesn't, she doesn't have to attend kindergarten. She won't learn much from it, anyway." The old woman cared about Irene. "She is used to playing with children in the chapel. Now that she's locked up at home all day, she's really depressed. She used to sleep well. She would fall asleep as soon as she lay in bed. Now, she can't sleep. Even if she does fall asleep, she wakes up in the middle of the night. I'm really afraid that she will actually be depressed if this continues."

"I know that she's unhappy, but, until everything has been clearly investigated, she must remain that way," Madam said helplessly. "Not everything will go as planned in life. Many other people in society also feel this way, not just her."

"Hmm... Be careful on the road," the old woman said.

Madam exited her room and walked over to Irene. She took the girl's hand and left with her.

The weather was not great that day. It was cloudy and gloomy, weighed down as if the skies were about to collapse. A cold and eerie fog surrounded them.

Irene's scarf around her face, leaving only her huge bright

kindergarten was close to the neighborhood where they lived. They only needed to walk

them, they had moved to an older

safety. Their quality of life would have to

"Irene,

that easily distinguishable. You're still young. Just take care of yourself. Eat when it's time to eat, and sleep when it's

my mommy when I grow up," Irene told Madam what she had not dared say to the old lady. "But I have

We don't even know who the enemy is right now. How are we going to seek revenge," Madam sighed. "I'm also

why are you

helping your mommy. I would never help your mommy. I have no relationship with her. I even hate her a little." Madam could not hide her emotions. "Your mommy stole someone I like away from me. Although she did

intentionally... If she been

person I

not

have rejected me."

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