The little girl looked about seven or eight years old, holding a stick to write and draw on the ground, appearing very serene.
Isabella Garrison noticed Evelyn Clayton’s gaze and hurriedly approached with a smile: "That child is called Crystal, just turned seven, very obedient and well-behaved."
Evelyn Clayton nodded, not saying much, and went straight towards Crystal.
Isabella Garrison wanted to follow Evelyn Clayton over but was stopped by the leisurely glance from Jas Grant.
"Let my wife go and interact with the child on her own, Director Garrison. I happen to want to ask you so things." Jas Grant’s smile was faint.
Facing Jas Grant, Isabella Garrison always felt inexplicably fearful and nervous.
She swallowed her saliva, her smile sowhat forced, "Please ask, please ask."
"How many years has Ardendale Welfare Ho been here now?" Jas Grant chatted casually, his gaze lingering on Evelyn Clayton’s back as she conversed with the little girl Crystal.
His thoughts seed a bit wandering.
If, in the future, he married Evelyn Clayton and had children, perhaps she would interact with the child like she does now?
As Jas Grant thought, his gaze softened sowhat.
Isabella Garrison couldn’t quite grasp this VIP’s mood at the mont, so she could only respond cautiously: "It’s been more than twenty years now."
"Indeed, that seems about right." Jas Grant mused, "My grandfather had visited here before and also did charity work with you."
"Really?" Isabella Garrison showed so surprise on her face, "May I know your grandfather’s surna?"
Jas Grant smiled, "That’s not important. Grandfather did good deeds without leaving his na. Influenced by him, I got to know a girl adopted from your place."
Isabella Garrison gradually let down her guard, thinking Jas Grant was just making small talk, so she smiled and said: "That really is fate. May I know who you’re referring to?"
"If I ntioned the na, Director Garrison, you probably wouldn’t rember." Jas Grant glanced sideways at Isabella Garrison.
"How could I!" Isabella Garrison showed a proud expression, "I rember the nas of all the children adopted from here!"
Jas Grant chuckled: "Is that so?"
Isabella Garrison smiled: "Naturally!"
"Then I wonder if the director still rembers—" Jas Grant paused, then slowly said, "Julia Lawrence?"
The mont this na ca out, Isabella Garrison’s smile slightly stiffened.
On the other side, Evelyn Clayton ca beside the little girl Crystal, crouching down for a direct view.
Crystal lifted her head, her large eyes blinking, blankly looking at Evelyn Clayton.
"Hello." Evelyn Clayton smiled with her eyes, "Your na is Crystal, right?"
Hesitant, Crystal nodded, a weak, clear sweet voice sounding with timidity: "Are you here to adopt kids?"
Upon hearing this, Evelyn Clayton thought for a mont and smiled: "You could say that. Do you often see people like co to adopt kids?"
Crystal’s expression didn’t show much reaction, she withdrew her gaze and continued focusing on the stick in her hand, "Not often, it’s been a long ti since anyone ca. Without anyone coming, Director Mom won’t give us any at to eat."
After speaking, Crystal continued to write and draw on the ground. Evelyn Clayton glanced at it; she was writing her na and drawing diamond-shaped jewels.
Thinking about what the little girl had just said, Evelyn Clayton’s smile in her eyes slightly stiffened.
No one cos to adopt, so Isabella doesn’t even ensure the children’s basic welfare; they don’t even get to eat at.
Yet she herself drinks tea worth tens of thousands from Sovereign Peak.
Truly laughable.
Evelyn Clayton pressed her lips together, gently stroked Crystal’s head.
"Crystal, would you like to chat with alone?"
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