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to have a look. I didn't mean to..." Alice lower

chicken smelt

nciled, Linda smiled and o

lice in suspense. Seeing Alice's wide-opened eyes, s

disbelief. With excitement,

home. I'll fry chicken

the chicken with absorbent paper. Bes

nce Alice was more fragile than other children,

cken!" Alice waved her small

by Alice's happy face. She turned to Lin

smiled meaningfully. "I don't want to be a

irley pretende

ed her face and looked at Shirley and Alice. "Shirley, do you know how beautif

inda was just pla

an who had a ch

seldom dressed herself up. She would

she always had her hair tied up and wore clo

h a stare at Linda, she l

went back from abroad in advance. It had a living room and

her, but she couldn't drive him away. After all, Kev

a month. During the five years, she had owe

me other ingredients, Shirley went

ters' tones. The sweet voice from the living room was ju

mfortable. She hoped her lif

wish deep i

a quarter

orbell

Kevin i

as she looke

g to the door. She had been troubled by a question

that, she ope

d with her mouth wide open as

sweatsuit, Tom bowed politely. Then, he i

uttered by all kinds of things. He waved at Alice when walking past her a

strode up to Tom. She asked in confu

replied seriously. "So I ha

from home? Does your father know about this?"

calm voice, "Johnson Roberts is very busy. He won't be back for three,

.

ask, "Does father know

"It's not right to do so. Do you know those who

cene of a group of servants t

away from home, he would u

his belly. "I'm very hungry. Shirle

nderstood why John

children–he was maturer but

duty to satisfy the children's stomachs, she wen

st with interest. "Are

softly. "Yes, I'll play

ed anymore." Alice ch

cken, she felt a headache to see that

the thing with Tom, but she

he could o

er To

want to fawn on my dad call me so." He took up a piece of chicken and blew it caref

t like a consi

t she was being

But that was not annoying, because he had perso

e guy might be some

n you tell me your father's numbe

try to reconcile with his son

regret at that time. But why

a card from his pocket a

d out a hand

special, ritzy,

ted golden. Unlike usual business cards, there was only t

name could repr

gue, Tom corrected hurriedly, "Johnson's personal

a while," Shirley said, in ca

." He gave it to

.

cards had Tom giv

d Johnson with her phone. Fifty seconds

el

from the phone like electricity