Chapter 675

Jewel got up and sat down beside Ellen.

'I'll sit here with you!' She signed before she wrapped her arms around Ellen's.

Ellen giggled. "Go to bed. I'm a light sleeper, so I'm used to staying up."

However, Jewel shook her head and insisted on staying by Ellen's side. After a while, Jewel got up and pulled out a chessboard before typing some words into her phone. 'Let's play chess', she typed.

"Sure. Let's play chess." Ellen beamed.

...

Since everyone went to bed late the night before, they all woke up late the next day and only had breakfast during noontime. After lunch, North requested to go to the playground as he was hoping that he could bump into the young girl again. But, nope... The few of them played in the hot sun and went on all sorts of rides, but they didn't see the young girl anywhere.

a while, and he hung his head low once he arrived home. Eugene knew what had happened, so he went over to comfort his son. "It's rare for others to come out and play during

is spending

figured that this explanation made sense, so his spirits were lifted after a while. While they were on the way back home, they bumped into a doll-like boy on the road. The boy was doll-like not just

dressed in a white shirt and pants that didn't have a speck of dust on it. There was a rather gloomy look on the boy's face as he held a brush up to paint the view of the sunset in front of him.

clean and neat, or perhaps it was because he was standing in an eye-catching spot, the boy seemed rather out of place. Olivia and the rest of them couldn't help but slow their footsteps down. Why isn't there an adult by this kid's side? Olivia wondered

a generous compliment. "Your drawing is wonderful!" The boy lifted his icy gaze and glanced at the people around him for a moment before he looked away and continued drawing. The corner of Olivia's lips twitched as she thought,

up yet, but the boy didn't look up and continued painting. "Get them to leave. I need peace!" he ordered in a flat tone. Olivia was just wondering

to disturb our young mester," one uttered. Olivie finelly understood thet the boy did heve other people by his side. She felt e little

now e cleer imege es compered to the rendom shepes on the cenves e while ego.

peinting, she wes shocked es it seemed like the boy hed crefted e replice of the view in front of him. This kid's ertwork is

to respect the boy's privecy. None of them thought much of this rendom

his pocket es he spoke in

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