Chapter 308

Just then, Marian, who had just finished a meeting and was heading downstairs for lunch with a friend, was tickled by Theresa's child-like logic.

Stepping out of the elevator, she was instantly drawn to the little girl perched on the sofa. Overhearing their conversation and struck by Theresa's earnest, forlorn look, she couldn't help but chuckle and play along, “Exactly, sitting isn't playing.”

Hearing a voice, Theresa instinctively turned to see a pretty stranger approaching, and though a bit shy, she greeted her politely, "Hello."

Marian was delighted by her courteous and sweet demeanor and couldn't resist squatting down to pat her head, "Hello, little one."

Looking over at Grace, she burst out with a compliment, "You're raising her right, she's such a good girl."

Thrilled, Grace modestly replied, "It's all thanks to her mom."

Marian wasn't surprised - the cutie pie didn't look like Grace.

Marian sat next to Theresa. She noticed the cloth bag next to her and reached out

to move it aside, not expecting the little girl to suddenly panic, "Don't throw it away."

She said, scrambling to retrieve it.

Startled by her urgency, Marian asked, "What's wrong?"

Grace quickly stepped in, "Oh, that's her milk bottle bag - she treasures it."

Marian, taken aback by her reaction, realized just how much the bag meant to Theresa.

Marian was surprised: "Really? Kiddo, aren't you just the cutest?"

She couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Theresa's cheek.

Theresa was tickled by her exaggerated expressions and actions that she managed a stiff smile.

having a good time with Marian, who was clearly coming from work with her company

of Theresa's cheek, Marian chuckled and said, "Come

lifted the cover of Theresa's bottle bag and immediately

pulled

scared to ask for it back, worried that it might be

chance to unfold the paper, Daniel's confused voice came from behind, "Marian? What are you

from work, Marian quickly stashed the paper on the seat next to her and turned to face Daniel stepping out of the turnstile: "Hello,

instinctively looked at Daniel. She remembered

she was hanging out at Handsome Unkie's office, it was after this grandpa showed up that Handsome Unkie handed

being a bit

her shrink back instinctively

playing with her phone, had already turned around at the sound of Daniel's voice, quickly pocketed her phone, stood up, and picked up Theresa, whispering

from Brandon's office last time, the same little girl Yvonne suspected was Brandon's illegitimate daughter. His brow furrowed,

almost lunchtime, and a friend of mine just came over to see me, so I

glance at the wall clock in the lobby, she added, "Um, Mr. Crawley, I'm going to head out,

made

of Brandon's dad, who always seemed

her dash off, then turned his scrutinizing gaze to Theresa

allowed you here?" His tone was less than friendly, with an aura of authority, "This is an office building,

she was too scared to

wanted to rest a bit. I saw there were seats here, so we

up Theresa's bottle bag and made to

she struggled fiercely to get down from Grace's embrace, sobbing and shaking her head, "I don't wanna go, I

in a bind, trying to comfort Theresa while stealing glances at Daniel. Luckily, Daniel's attention had shifted away from them; he was at the front

to coax Theresa, "Theresa, sweetie, let's go home for

"I don't wanna leave,

down from Grace, afraid that Grace

"Sophia, I took Theresa out for a bit, and we passed by the Starlight building on our way back. Theresa wanted to come in for a look, and she seemed really keen, so I brought her in to sit for a while. But now the company folks are shooing us away, and she refuses to leave, making quite a fuss. I can't seem

out and Theresa refused to leave, crying and making a scene, her heart clenched, especially as she could clearly hear Theresa's suppressed and plaintive plea through the phone, "Grace, don't go." She almost cried too, but managed to stay

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