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.

was quick on her feet. Upon hearing the knock, she immediately jumped out

I heard Anne say, "Mommy,

out hurriedly and saw Cecil. She walked in with a

towards me. Before I could even

father is innocent." When I heard this, I started to understand what was going on. Charles always worked so swiftly and meticulously. No one really knew how or could figure out

the investigation; I did not expect things to be

had past and Cecil had already

back to keep my distance from her and said, "Miss Parker, you're talking to the wrong person. This is not a church. You should

had been eating also came out

all surprised when

is just an ordinary man. He has been carrying out his duties

on me, but please don't hurt my father. Mr. Reid, you're in a high and powerful position and aren't afraid of anyone, but we're

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and clean. When he heard her words, his face darkened and he did

looked at me, eyes urging me to explain