Very good.
She just knew that Alice wouldn't let her down.
...
Hale Bennett stood in the garden, hands clasped behind his back, gazing up at the moon.
And in his dark eyes, too, the bright moon was reflected.
"Director."
A voice suddenly appeared in the air.
Hale Bennett remained expressionless, "Go ahead."
The assistant stood nearby, "I've checked Sweetie's itinerary in Country Polluton, everything is quite normal and doesn't attract any unwarranted attention."
"Who has she t?"
The assistant continued, "After arriving in Country Polluton, Sweetie first went to see the stray cats and dogs, then feasted grandly at Food City. After eating, she went to the arcade, and then Mr. Ettinger spotted her. While Mr. Ettinger was chasing Sweetie, she almost knocked over a pedestrian."
Who would care about a pedestrian anyway.
Not even the ticulous Hale Bennett did.
Hearing this, Hale Bennett narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the assistant, "Is that all?"
"Yes," the assistant nodded, "That's all."
With that, the assistant added, "Director, do you think we should continue to track her?"
"Hmm."
For so reason, Hale Bennett always felt sothing wasn't quite right about this matter.
Sweetie was a lot smarter than her peers.
From her expression at the ti, Hale Bennett could tell that she must have experienced sothing that surprised her greatly.
It's just that she didn't want to say it.
--
Mr. Ettinger had finally given himself a day off, Sweetie certainly couldn't waste it.
Today's schedule was very simple.
Go to Country Polluton to find Gemma.
Sweetie had brought the Milk Tea that Gemma liked.
She rembered many years ago.
Gemma had been criticized by Elder Si for liking Milk Tea.
Although Sweetie was young, she could tell that Elder Si really didn't like Gemma.
Nasty old man!
No taste at all.
Poor Gemma still kept trying to make Elder Si recognize her.
Fortunately, later on, Gemma stopped doing such futile things.
Thinking of this, Sweetie felt a bit better and humd softly, "My Gemma is no fool! Nasty old man!"
No sooner had these words fallen than Barton Turner's voice appeared, "Sweetie, who are you cursing?"
Since Barton Turner had heard her, Sweetie didn't deny it and looked up with a giggle, "Cara Turner, I'm cursing that nasty old man!"
"Which nasty old man?" Barton Turner curiously asked.
Sweetie continued, "Oh, Cara Turner, you don't need to ask, after all, even if I told you, you wouldn't know him."
Elder Si was the elder sister of Barton Turner.
If Barton Turner found out she was cursing her grandfather, she reckoned her legs wouldn't be spared.
Luckily for her, Barton Turner wasn't soone who talked much and followed up, "Where are you off to?"
"Out to play," Sweetie said with great excitent, "Cara Turner, Mr. Ettinger gave a day off today!"
Barton Turner frowned subtly, "Did you skip classes again?"
With Mr. Ettinger's character, he definitely wouldn't give Sweetie a day off lightly.
"No, no," Sweetie imdiately claid her innocence, "Cara Turner, if you don't believe , you can call Mr. Ettinger to check!"
After speaking, Sweetie added, "Mr. Ettinger wouldn't have given the day off, but luckily, Hale Brother pleaded for , so Mr. Ettinger then gave a day off."
Upon hearing this, shock covered Barton Turner's face.
She hadn't expected that Hale Bennett, who always appeared strictly self-disciplined, secretly had such a fondness for children.
Barton Turner crouched down, held Sweetie's shoulders, and looked her in the eye with a smile, "Sweetie, did Hale Brother say anything else to you?"
Sweetie shook her head.
A mont later, Sweetie sighed and continued, "Cara Turner, I don't think you should be a researcher."
Barton Turner was taken aback, then asked, "What should I be?"
"Go picking wild vegetables."
Sweetie went on.
Picking wild vegetables?
Barton Turner was stunned again.
She really didn't understand what that ant.
Seeing this, Sweetie shook her head in resignation, "How could a love-brained person understand what picking wild vegetables ans?"
Upon hearing this, Barton Turner smiled helplessly.
This little one keeps calling her love-brained, but did she even know what love was?
So adorably clueless.
Having said that, Sweetie continued, "Cara Turner, do you know what you look like right now?"
"Like what?" Barton Turner asked.
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