"What little girl?" Zoe Yale was suddenly taken aback and looked up at Lady White.
Could it be that Charles White had a childhood sweetheart when he was young?
Was she pretty?
In his dreams, he would dream about her. Charles White must have liked that little girl a lot...
Zoe Yale bit her lips. Thinking about it made her heart feel stuck.
"It's nothing. Since he hasn't mentioned it, it should be fine." Lady White's gaze flickered, and she stopped mentioning the matter.
Zoe Yale stayed with her at Rose Estate for the whole day. When she got tired, she escorted her back to the hotel.
"Molly, do you have time to accompany Aunt tomorrow?" Lady White held her hand and asked reluctantly.
"I only have one son, Charles. That kid runs outside every day and isn't as caring as a daughter. Aunt likes spending time with you. Can you come over tomorrow, and I'll tell you some embarrassing stories about Charles, okay?"
"..." Zoe Yale's eyes lit up.
