“How did you lose it?” he asked, looking at her.

“I forgot how I misplaced it. I was just a child,” she explained. Fidelia didn’t precisely explain to Isaac how she mislaid it. After all, it had been a while. It would appear planned if she said it all at once. He would definitely doubt it because he was so intelligent.

After hearing her unclear statements, he would now be curious to find out more about her.

Once he was certain it belonged to her, then he would believe that she had actually saved him.

“Perhaps what you lost looks exactly like this one.” Stevie purposefully said that so Fidelia would have a chance to tell her made-up tale.

“No, I remember it vividly. Take a look at the rope. It’s similar to the one I lost. How can I forget it, yet it was given to me by my father?” She looked pathetic after saying that.

“This is crucial to me. Could you please return it to me?”

took the box from her. He opened it and examined the contents. He was still moved

still remembered the Little girl’s face and eyes when he was rescued by her and

I’ll give it back to you.” Isaac slammed the lid and put the box back. He was supposed to leave, but it seemed that he would have to

was

A ‘s L I B R A R

with a submissive

ready. Let’s go to the dining room,”

when I’m not here,” Isaac ordered him. He then

Fidelia. The two exchanged a glance. Despite Isaac’s rage,

and Tripp were already seated at the table in the dining

Tripp saw his granddaughter, he asked, “Do you

You brought me here to a funeral when I was a child. I also saved a kid who

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