My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Anne nodded excitedly, "Of course!"

After a pause, she seemed to remember something. She took Charles' hand and said, "Grandpa, let's go. The grapes Mom grew on the wall has ripened. Let's go and pick them."

The little fellow was a flurry of kiddy emotions. She hastily pulled Charles to the backyard.

Norman looked at me strangely and asked, "You're Charles' daughter?"

How should I tell him?

After thinking for a moment, I began to explain. "Four years ago, he adopted me four years ago, so I guess you can say that I'm his daughter."

He fell into silence for a while and did not continue asking more questions.

It was best to keep a distance from people. Everyone harbored secrets of their own that could not be revealed to others.

Halfway through dinner, a knock sounded at the door.

the knock, she immediately jumped out

react, I heard Anne say,

saw Cecil. She walked in with a haggard face and her eyes were swollen

me. Before I could even get a

one who provoked you. It has nothing to do with my father. You can torture me any way you want. My father is innocent." When I heard this, I

the investigation; I did not expect things

past and Cecil had already come to my house begging on

back to keep my distance from her and said, "Miss Parker, you're talking to the wrong person. This

Norman, who had been eating also came out after hearing the

were all surprised when

father go. He is just an ordinary man. He has been carrying out his duties properly all these years. It was me. I shouldn't have caused so much trouble and

but we're different. My father has been doing what was required of him all these years.

us using our power and influence to oppress others, regardless of whether they were the truth or otherwise. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

When he heard her words, his face darkened and he did not respond

me, eyes urging me to explain who