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Chapter 339.2 Where to Escape II

Ivette was horrified. Her eyes widened as she struggled desperately but to no avail.

Grace had been in kindergarten for two weeks.

Imogen often went to pick her up and drop her off in the first week. However, Imogen took time off to film in the second week, so the pick–up and drop–off became less frequent. By Saturday, the two had not seen each other for three days.

Upon seeing Imogen, Grace gave her two sweet kisses.

Imogen wiped the saliva from her face and asked with a smile, “Grace, where do you want to go to play today?”

“Imogen, I want to go to the amusement park.”

Although Grace was much more mature than her peers, she was still a child. All she wanted to do was play, especially after five days of school.

Imogen looked at the sky. It was gray.

The weather had been bad recently, with light rain pattering and heavy rain pouring.

It was drizzling this morning, which stopped now, but the weather was still cloudy. There was no sun, and it would probably rain again.

“How about I take you to eat something delicious?” Imogen suggested.

“I want to go to the amusement park in the morning and eat delicious food at noon.”

Only children made choices. Grace wanted them both!

Imogen felt speechless for a while.

I will take you to the amusement park, but it may rain. If it rains, we will leave, okay?”

“Yeah,” Grace nodded.

the car, Grace told Imogen about

she finally felt tired from all

turned on a music station after Grace

arriving at the amusement park, Grace had great fun and was

looked up at the roller coaster with longing. Unfortunately, she was not old

in on the

was in the free area, adjacent to the swings and seesaw.

of food as she pass by She

also wanted to

ordering two portions from the stall–keeper. When she

Imogen reminded

Grace drawled as she slid down the

fresh, so Imogen waited

12:45

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time to

packed two portions of meatballs and

paid the money

came from not far

and saw Grace fell on the ground, struggling to

up. “Grace, are you

skin on her palm was scratched, and there were traces of blood

hurt

shook her head.

a tissue from her bag, gently wiped the dirt on Grace’s palm, and blew cool air into it.

on the slide, and said aggrievedly, “Imogen, he