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Gavin held his chin, looked at the drunk Madeline, and raised his hand to pinch her cheek.

It felt warm and soft.

Nolan's gaze was gentle and doting. Nolan took her phone and hung up. "60 dollars a day? It's not enough for Maddie to buy a dress."

He rubbed Madeline's head and asked, "Are you sleepy? I'll take you back to your room so you can sleep, okay?"

Madeline raised her hand and grabbed Nolan's hand. Then, she looked at the indifferent Caleb.

She pointed at him and said, "No, I want him to accompany me to pick persimmons. He has the worst temper. He'll be my foal! I want a foal!"

Gavin was almost scared to death. Gavin quickly covered Madeline's mouth. "Stop it! Are you asking Caleb to be your foal? He'll beat you up."

Nolan smiled and turned to look at Caleb. "Accompany Maddie to pick persimmons. Madeline probably remembered what happened when she was a child."

Caleb turned the glass in his hand, and the bright red wine swayed. The liquid reflected colorful lights, but it could not illuminate the depth and loneliness in Caleb's eyes.

He remembered what happened when they were young.

Caleb lowered his eyes. "In the past, there was a persimmon tree in the corner of the orphanage. Maddie was too young at that time. Madeline used to be last and couldn't have enough food. Madeline was waiting for the persimmon to become ripe, but I plucked it. At that time, I didn't think it was a big deal. I didn't expect her to cry for hours."

Caleb looked up at Madeline, whose cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of memories. "Back then, I promised her to give her persimmon every autumn."

Gavin did not expect something like that to have happened.

He looked at Caleb curiously. Then, Caleb raised his hand and held Madeline's hand with his hand that wore rosary beads.

He did not mind that Madeline was drunk.

He looked tall and strong as he held her hand and walked toward the backyard.

Gavin looked at their backs and was worried. "Are they really plucking persimmons?"

"Maddie likes it. Let her be." Nolan's sleeves were stained with the scent of osmanthus. Nolan did not like it because it was too sweet.

However, Nolan was satisfied with the scents of osmanthus and wine from Madeline.

He smiled and said, "She still has a childish heart, but she has had a hard life."

Hearing that, Gavin was immediately caught off guard. Gavin cursed the Larsons in his heart.

It was them who made Madeline suffer.

manor

other people's manor, the place was too

peach trees, and plum trees while the tall persimmon trees were in

was warm.

Caleb's hand tightly and followed him to the

through, making the hem of her blue

tanned, and

a

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Chapter 105

the shawl around Madeline. "Is

little fragile,

the

the persimmons would belong to me.

the tree was not too tall, but it would be over six and a

to pluck it myself. You can't take it

voice sounded a

she was a child, she could

helpless. Caleb pulled his suit pants with a compromise on his

tell anyone. You'd better forget it after you

deep and cold eyes were mixed with

and

toward Caleb. Caleb lowered his head as

death for

Caleb really could not refuse, even

second floor, not far away, Gavin was holding a glass of water and leaning on the railing to look at

the ground, acting like a foal for

Cough! Cough!

up and acted like a horse for Madeline, carefully moved toward the place where the persimmon was hung on the

"Nolan! Nolan, come here! Caleb

came over and watched the scene. Nolan was slightly stunned before

feel this is unacceptable in the

Gavin wanted to take a picture of Caleb. When he took the photo, Caleb and Madeline looked like childhood sweethearts and a match

it was a precious photo. Thus,

huge that it

persimmon above and stretched out her hand to reach it with a chuckle. "Closer, I need to get closer.

and held the persimmon carefully

in a hurry with the basket. Seeing that, she almost fell

and thought that Caleb might

shivered. "Mr. Simmons,

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