After resting for another night, Stella got much better from the cold.

However, she had slept too much the previous day. Hence, in the morning, she woke up at eight o’clock.

When Stella walked downstairs, Dolores was preparing breakfast. She probably didn’t expect that Stella would get up too early today, “Morning, Stella. Wait for a moment. The breakfast would be ready soon.”

“It’s alright, Ms. Anderson. I’m not hungry yet. I’ll have a walk outside.”

“Okay. Come back on time.”

“Sure.”

It was getting cooler recently. Although a trace of sunshine fell through the cloud, she didn’t feel warm.

The bridge was covered with golden leaves, symbolizing the arrival of autumn.

Stella walked slowly. When she was reaching the door and about to enter, she was pulled by someone from the back.

She turned around, “Hi, Ms. Beckham?”

Evelyn peeped into the house in secret, and then she made a gesture to shush Stella. She dragged Stella into her house.

Stella was confused and asked, “Ms. Beckham, what’s wrong?”

Evelyn closed the door and said, “Stella, I want to ask you what kind of person do you think Mr. Conrad is?”

It seemed that Evelyn wanted to know more about Clarence. Stella was super interested in this subject.

could keep bitching about the wretched man

Stella asked, “Ms. Beckham,

he

Stella nodded.

community was about to be torn down and rebuilt, but suddenly Dolores’ son showed up. He hasn’t come to

“Well...”

the elderly who live alone and

Stella was amused.

if Evelyn was way too

years. Now the community is to be torn down and Dolores would get the compensation. He

that Clarence... Mr. Conrad is the developer? I don’t think

patted on her forehead, “Oh, right! I’ve forgotten about this. I just wondered why suddenly Dolores has a son. But, in that case, it’s weirder. Since he’s so rich, it’s quite

Stella was a

faintly guess that it was against Clarence’s will when he was taken in by the Conrad family

Clarence to him. All mothers in the

realizing it, Stella couldn’t help wondering what she

Clarence suddenly changed his mind, asked her to give back his child, and asked

poked her, “Stella, what are you thinking about? Don’t you think my

Ms. Beckham, Mr. Conrad is truly Ms. Anderson’s son.

decades and no family has ever visited her.

“No worries, Ms. Beckham.

way, I don’t know what happened. Alex

go

her house like a rabbit.

...

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