You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1823: Top Prize

On the other side, not far from the haunted house.

Fair looked left and right at the coming and going crowds, spaced out. Just then Justin came over with an ice cream for her, chocolate chip cookie dough flavored, topped with crushed peanuts.

He handed it to Fair and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Fair shook her head. "I seemed to glimpse a familiar figure just now. But there's so many people, I probably saw wrong."

More and more people gathered around the haunted house, it was the busiest time at the amusement park. With her height she basically couldn't see anything beyond three meters.

Justin smiled. "It's your first time in Khebury. How could you run into someone you know? Eat your ice cream before it melts.”

"Okay." Fair accepted the ice cream and took a big satisfying bite.

"So delicious, thank you Uncle Henderson.” She smiled, revealing two cute dimples. Although Justin had adopted her and gone through the formal procedures, they had agreed privately that she would still call him uncle.

"Having fun? It's about time we get going. I just came back to Khebury temporarily today to take care of some things. We need to catch the evening flight back to Mufron.” Justin reminded.

"Uncle Henderson, I've had lots of fun, thank you. I'm really happy.” Fair was very sensible. Having the carefree life she did now was already a blessing from heaven.

From birth she had never received warmth from elders, never had company, never received a single word of true care, never received a real education.

She looked down at the exquisite, high-end pink dress she wore, the soft patent leather shoes, the name brand bag on her shoulder, and the latest high-tech phone that belonged to her.

She had gone from a helpless orphan to a refined little lady.

All this was bestowed upon her by Justin.

“Let's go." Justin smiled gently at Fair. Their elegant figures left the amusement park.

skipped along behind him, occasionally glancing back. How strange, she really seemed to have seen Anderson just now. She pouted, it must have been her longing

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parent said, "But he can't even reach the

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thought he had good

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it Mom." Anderson earnestly started aiming. "I'll definitely win the

the nearby parents started gossiping again. "Look at them acting all

at such a young age. And the parents don't stop it. Getting used to

two kids into top unis. Everyone knows you're

kids' own efforts. I just tagged along randomly.

at the side, listening to their

well who had never seen true genius - that probably described

ignored the side

for a second, firmly pulled the trigger - "Bang bang!" - two consecutive shots