Chapter 209 Popular Among All

“Okay,” Troy answered.

Grace nodded and kept looking around, being very curious about New York City.

After leaving the terminal, Grace wriggled. “Let me down, Uncle Troy. I can walk on my own.” “Don’t need me? Didn’t you like me to hug you before?”

Grace shook her head in earnest and replied, “My coat is too thick, it’s uncomfortable for you.” Troy put her on the ground, took off the schoolbag, and stretched out his hand. “I’ll carry your schoolbag.”

Grace passed the schoolbag to Troy, held one of his fingers, and walked forward happily.

When got to the car, Troy opened the rear door, settled Grace down, and closed the door, then he walked to the other side and sat in.

Seeing someone sitting in the driver’s seat, Grace greeted with a warm smile, “Hello, uncle.” “Hi, Miss Grace,” the driver replied with a smile and turned his head.

“Let’s go,” Troy closed the car door.

The driver started the car and joked, “Mr. Marshall, what a coincidence, I think Miss Grace takes after you. If you didn’t tell it, others will think of Miss Grace as your daughter!”

Troy looked at Grace, who was looking around with her short legs dangling.

Looking carefully at Grace’s face, her eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar to his. And when Troy took a few more glances, he even found Grace somewhat took after Imogen. Troy couldn’t help chuckling.

He was really in a trance.

Aunt Emily once said that she adopted Grace from the orphanage.

How Tory hoped that Grace was his daughter, the daughter of Imogen and Troy.

Then, for the sake of the child, she might soften her heart a little, and maybe she wouldn’t get a divorce…

Grace was very curious about New York City. She lay by the edge of the window, staring at the street through the window, and would ask about any new things she saw.

“Wow, there’s a frogman!” Grace pointed at somewhere nearby and exclaimed.

Troy looked oyer, seeing there was someone wearing a frog costume next to a square, selling frog

balloons.

“That’s a frog costume,”

“Why did he dress up like that?” Grace kept lying beside the window and staring at the frog

costume.

“Because he wants to attract people and sell the frog balloons in his hand.”

nodded clearly and looked elsewhere.

heading to Marshall villa now, let’s

first.”

Grace nodded

you curious

and said with a smile, “Mrs

thought of Mochi, just as cute as her.

imagined that they would have a daughter as lovely as

that was just fantasy after all.

would never

would have no more

He deserved it.

Grace stretched out her chubby hand and shook it in front of

senses and smiled faintly, “Sorry, I was thinking about something.” “Uncle Troy, I brought a gift for Great–grandma!” Grace hugged

schoolbag and took out a transparent box. It was a cartoon Pikachu, with a ring on it. It should be a key

you, Grace. It’s

took the car key from the storage box between the two

“It looks

the way, do you live together with great–grandma, Uncle Troy?” Grace asked with her

Great–grandma used to live with Great–grandpa. Not

Emily. She cried and I comforted her.”

a good job,” Troy praised.

away suddenly, leaving not even

last goodbye with Henry, she didn’t come back

not come back till

she

with Aunt Agnes!” Grace looked at Troy and

stiffened. “Grace, now they don’t

like Great–grandma and Great–grandpa,” Grace’s big eyes were full of

and Aunt Agnes divorced, do you know what divorce means, Grace? It means that Uncle Leo and Aunt Agnes are no longer husband and

Grace’s face, “Aunt Agnes is so beautiful, why did Uncle Leo divorce her? Is Uncle

Sarah, she

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He

to divorce

with disbelief, “I

Troy was speechless.

telling the truth.”

Troy a few times, “Don’t trick me. I know everything. Grandma likes Aunt Sarah, not Aunt Agnes. And she said that you like another aunt.” Uh… how to explain

it. I like Imogen. I won’t

looked at him suspiciously. Well, Uncle Troy wouldn’t lie to her.

a while, “Oh, I see, it’s because Aunt

like a grown–up, with a sad face, “What a

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