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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.

you to the amusement park, but it may rain. If it rains,

“Yeah,” Grace nodded.

Imogen about

felt tired from all the talking.

smiled and turned on a music

amusement park, Grace had great fun

at the roller coaster with longing. Unfortunately, she was not old enough or tall enough to ride

around, zeroed in

slide was in the free area, adjacent to the

Grace smelled the aroma of food as she pass by She stopped and took a look. “Imogen, I want to eat

also wanted to

the stall–keeper. When she turned around, Grace was

careful,” Imogen reminded

know,” Grace drawled as she

meatballs were to be made fresh, so Imogen waited for a while before the stall,

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stall–keeper packed two portions

paid the money to the stall–keeper.

not far away,

on the ground, struggling

ran over and helped Grace up. “Grace, are you okay? Where did you fall? Does it hurt?”

out her hand. Imogen saw the skin on her

hurt

shook her head.

I blow it,” Imogen took out a tissue from her bag, gently wiped the dirt on Grace’s palm, and blew cool air into it. “Why

at a little boy on the slide, and said aggrievedly, “Imogen, he