807 Chapter 806

Uncle Olsen froze for a moment before he spoke, his tone both amused and

exasperated. "Amy, do you miss your dad? Fine, I'll get that rascal back to spend time with you!"

Recently, Amy had taken to calling Keira "Mommy" and had been gently persuaded into calling Lewis "Daddy."

Uncle Olsen assumed Amy was calling for Lewis.

But the little girl shook her head vigorously and pointed at the TV. "Daddy! That's Daddy!"

Uncle Olsen blinked, puzzled. "What?"

Later that evening, when Keira and Lewis returned home, Uncle Olsen, with an unusually serious expression, pulled them into his study.

"Amy's been calling for her dad today," he began, folding his arms. "It's a little strange. Do you think she's missing that piece of trash Howard?"

Uncle Olsen frowned deeply. "I mean, Howard's trash-I've got him working hard labor out in the middle of nowhere. He won't be seeing daylight again. But if Amy really misses him, what are we supposed to do?"

Keira's expression froze for a moment before she shook her head. "That's not possible. She's terrified of him. Besides..." She hesitated before continuing. "Howard isn't her father."

Uncle Olsen stared at her, dumbfounded. "What did you say?"

Keira sighed. "The day Sean came over pretending to be her father, I took Amy's DNA and ran a test. Howard's not her dad."

into your sister. She always seemed so... straight-laced. I didn't think she'd pull something like that. But honestly, thank God he's not the father. I was thinking of letting him

flashed

what Howard had done to

child all along. It would explain his cruelty toward

asked hesitantly, "So... do you

out a bitter laugh. "I have no

Olsen groaned, shaking his head. "Your sister and

I still can't

Keira fell silent.

she seemed plain and easily bullied, but

wasn't as helpless as

the

broke the silence with a soft chuckle. "If Amy wants a

faintly. "I'll keep

of them left the

her stuffed toys, while Mary watched her from a nearby chair. Despite her heavily pregnant

you sure you're okay being around her like this?" Keira asked, eyeing Mary's stomach.

"Amy's so careful. I've never met a more well-behaved child. She knows exactly what she can and can't do, and she

Keira's chest tightened.

the first time she met Amy, how frail and tiny she had

Amy's age, most kids still had chubby cheeks and soft, pudgy arms. But Amy's face had been unnaturally gaunt,

must've had a rough childhood," Keira murmured

silent for a

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