Chapter 113 Hoping That Daddy Would Not Misunderstand Aunt Bea

When the waitress got back to her station, she saw the little boy tightly pulling the corner of Aunt Bea's clothes as he looked timidly at the big and tall father. The cold-looking dad with a stern face looked at the kid hiding behind Aunt Bea.

Bianca crouched down and picked up Blanche's two pairs of shoes, his cartoon toothbrush, his watch, a few scattered T-shirts, and shorts, packing them back into the square yellow suitcase.

When Bianca closed the suitcase, she realized that the lock was broken.

’Excuse me, do you have tape here?" Bianca got up and asked the cashier.

’Yes, please wait for a minute. I'll look for it.’ The waitress lowered her head and started rummaging. She found it in the drawer.

Bianca took it, crouched down, and wrapped the suitcase with the duct tape.

In any case, the suitcase could no longer be repaired or reused, so she just focused on keeping the little guy's belongings inside it.

She wrapped the suitcase nicely.

Blanche lowered his head and said to Aunt Bea who was crouching and packing his things, "Aunt Bea, can I live in your house? I... I can pay you rent. IV

The little guy still remembered that the last time he asked Aunt Bea to accompany him to the summer camp, Aunt Bea refused. The reason for the refusal was that she had to work to make money and support her family.

Therefore, he did not want to burden Aunt Bea by not paying because it would only make her life a little harder.

"Where do you think you’ll get the money from?" Luke asked him with a cold look.

"I..." The little guy raised his head, looking at his father timidly. He opened his mouth for a long time before he got the courage to say, "I have the

money I got last Christmas and the coins I saved up in my piggy bank."

Blanche had already planned it out so that he could use the money in his piggy bank to support himself for the ten something days that he would be running away from home.

As for the money his family gave him during Christmas, which was a lot, he could use for his studies until he was ten years old. The money would be used to pay his school tuition fees, his meals, a few shirts, and a pair of shoes.

He could use that money frugally.

would still get money during his birthdays and

live

to bring her along. He was worried that his sister would not be able to bear

was too impulsive and asked his sister if she wanted to

blamed himself

’Thank you."

tape to the cashier

did not relent and followed her every step. In desperation, she lowered her head and held Blanche's small face. She said, "Be

going home. From today onward, there shall

her hair awkwardly behind her

Blanche stated the facts and looked

not misunderstand Aunt

Luke

that he would understand that she only lied because she was worried that the child would

hand and

Blanche continued to pull on Bianca’s bag strap

adults and one kid

women at the cashier continued looking at

waitress who gossipped in the bathroom earlier sighed weakly and said, "My life's so boring. This kind of man either only exists in TV shows or they're already taken by

walked into the restaurant and took the little yellow

again, "Sigh. If I can't get married to that child's father, at least let me

door of the black Bentley

stuffed the suitcase inside, turned around, and looked at the calmlooking boss in the back. Then, he looked at the little guy with one leg in the vehicle

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while he pulled Aunt Bea with the other. "Don't lie to me. I know a ten-year-old friend who had a mommy who used that lie on him. When she left, she told him that she’d visit often and even bought a pair of nice sneakers as well as a Transformers

say that she was

she was afraid

said, "How about this, Ms. Bianca? Why don’t you accompany Mr. Crawford to send the

Bianca looked at Jason.

on his watch before saying," You can calm Young Master Blanche and

little guy heard what Uncle Jason said, he looked even more pitiful and pulled her even

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