The Culprit
After the mess caused by Nathan at noon, I was starved. That small cake couldn't fill up my stomach.
I dined with the Smith family for the first time, but I had to sit in a corner where only the salad was within my reach.
Alas...
I began to miss Carroll.
"Kelly, how was your life in the Brown family over these past few days? I heard that you lived in that spacious and fancy villa alone?"
Speaking, Madonna sent a lobster to Odette.
Odette had a sweet smile on her face. "Sis, aren't you afraid when you guard the coffin? Why don't you move back here?"
Hearing this, Madden, who was taking a bowl of soup from the servant, instantly turned cold. "Carroll hasn't been buried yet. Won't people laugh at me if she comes home?"
Odette put down her knife and fork and then pouted. "Daddy, it's scary to guard a coffin. Look at my poor sister! We should take her home and let her have a good rest."
"Odette is right. Nobody but their family will care about the children. Let others laugh. We can't let K
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