Chapter 957 Forcibly Stopping the Car

"Whoa! So many options for breakfast today." Claire wore a black dress, looking gracefully. "My favorite soymilk. Finnley also likes it. The chef hasn't made it for a long time."

“You are right, Lady Claire,” the maid answered, "Madam Mya also likes it."

"Madam Mya?"

Claire hadn't gotten used to it as it was the first time she heard what the maids called Mya. "Does Mya like it, too?"

"Yes."

"I see. Mya, we have a lot of things in common."

Finnley and Mya heard her excited chirps as soon as entering the dining room. She was indeed worry-freed.

Mya envied her, thinking her happiness had long gone. After her father was arrested, her family and she were always frustrated.

"Morning, Finnley. Morning Mya." Claire beamed at them and stood up. "You are awake. Come one. Let's have breakfast.”

"Morning, Claire." Mya asked, "Didn't you go on a trip? Why did you return so quickly?"

news," Claire blurted out, "I was freaked out, so I

dining room for a

seemed to be inappropriate to discuss such a topic in Russell's Villa. Finnley mediated, "Claire, you are too young. Don't put your nose into the grownups’ business. Eat your

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Finnley and Mya bid the Russells farewell and

in

nodded silently, and so did Finnley. He opened the door of the passenger side of the

driving," Violet

"OK. Mom."

Finnley sat in. All

looked at her and asked worriedly, "Will

answered indifferently, heading back to her room. Claire and Albert

straight to them on the same lane. Finnley

the same time, only half a

intentions. Mya looked at Finnley, who kept clinical. Then they saw the door of the

got off in a black suit with a white

had passed away. Simultaneously, they

in complaints. "Finnley, is your heart made of stone? Why

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