Chapter 482 Feel Ashamed

Dorothy, Isla, and Zephyr were already waiting in the living room.

The speaker was Dorothy. Upon noticing someone entering from outside, she looked at Harrietta, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"You're my great-aunt, right? Thanks for the compliment, Great-aunt Dorothy," the little girl said with a laugh, flashing a few of her pearly baby teeth.

"Oh! Such a sensible child. Come over here and let me have a look at you."

Harrietta, undaunted, walked over and sweetly said, "Great-aunt Dorothy, are you from the same generation as my grandma? You look so much younger than her."

If Tamara, who was being dragged to the airport, heard that, she would be speechless.

Dorothy burst into laughter, pulling out a monetary gift from her pocket. "What a sweet talker you are! Here you go. This is a little something from me as a first-meeting gift. Take it."

"Thank you, Great-aunt Dorothy. Great-aunt Dorothy, I'm sending you a heart."

Feeling the thickness of the monetary gift, Harrietta smiled even wider.

The atmosphere in the living room became warm and cozy.

"Hattie, I'm going to call your great-uncle downstairs," Dorothy said as she got up to go upstairs.

Zachary glanced at Zephyr on the opposite couch. "This is..."

Taking advantage of the situation, Isla said, "This is my brother, Zephyr. Hattie, this is your uncle."

Zachary raised an eyebrow before letting his gaze fall.

He had met Isla's brother, who seemed to be Sophia's ex-boyfriend of mixed heritage, once in Newcove.

"Hello, Uncle Zephyr," Harrietta greeted Zephyr politely as she looked at him.

"Hello. This is a greeting gift from me," Zephyr said, patting her head gently as he handed over the monetary gift. Harrietta took it and gave it a squeeze. It's really thick!

She was grinning from ear to ear when she said, "Thank you, Uncle Zephyr. You're the best, Uncle Zephyr."

With a smile, Zephyr asked, "Hattie, I heard you grew up in Lofbury?"

"Yes."

"You should be able to adapt to life in Muprary. Would you like to go to Fairlake with me? My family is quite wealthy, and your granddad and granny would also provide you with many monetary gifts," Zephyr uttered openly in front of Zachary. Zachary's expression turned slightly solemn. "That won't be necessary."

up at him, a hint of disdain visible in his eyes behind his glasses. "What's the rush, Mr. Fuller?

frowned, desperately signaling Zephyr with her

Harrietta pouted at Zephyr.

defensive, aren't

"That's right."

that moment, Matthew and Dorothy

them, "Hattie, this is

the monetary gift clutched in her small hand, Harrietta looked up at her formidable great-uncle,

he settled down on the

"Yes."

"How old are you?"

five." Harrietta held up her tiny five

"Such a good girl."

"Great-uncle Matthew?"

""Hmm?"

monetary gift is peeking

You cheeky girl." Matthew laughed, handing over a thick monetary gift

nearly too full to hold anything more.

make sure not to lose them." Harrietta handed over all the

them into his

are you Hattie's uncle?"

to calling me that way, and she hasn't yet managed to change

stand there. Have some

She toddled over to Matthew and offered him one, saying, "Great-uncle Matthew, have a cherry." "All

Dorothy, have

the second one to Dorothy,

to. To their surprise, she popped

out now!" Dorothy exclaimed in fright, fearing that

concern. Hattie can spit out the pit on her own," Zachary

last, Dorothy felt relieved. "Is that

times, spat out the cherry pit from her mouth, and tossed it into the trash bin. What's so clever about this? Isn't spitting out fruit seeds the most normal thing? Upon seeing Harrietta tossing the cheery pit into the trash by herself, Dorothy complimented her, "Hattie, well

thought the child was intelligent because she had

what to say in

you think Hattie's lips bear some resemblance

and she bore the

hearing this, Matthew took a careful look

daughter will surely have some resemblance to

even more firmly that Harrietta was her

for a while when Matthew

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