Chapter 811

We tried to comfort her without thinking, "It might not be true."

Ivy's eyes turned cold. "Then what is true? Dad acknowledges me, but he doesn't? Have you forgotten how close we were when we were kids? How did things change as we grew up?"

"Maybe he's just adjusting to your return," Wes continued to speak kindly. "He has been searching for you all these years."

Ivy let out a cold laugh. "I don't think he considers me his sister!"

"That's not it..." Wes started to explain.

"He treats that woman well, giving her gifts when I get nothing!" Ivy's face twisted with malice. "Why should she have what I don't? Kill her, and let's see who he treats well then. If I can't have it, no one else should!"

"Yes, Miss!" Wes replied.

Ivy watched them with clenched fists, her eyes filled with an uncontrollable hatred, like a venomous snake ready to strike. Meanwhile, Micah had his own matters to attend to.

with the children as they played. They had grown fond of her, frequently asking her countless questions, much like curious little minds. Perhaps being a mother herself, she found an extra dose of patience with them. After helping them with their lessons, Nina felt exhausted. Not having slept well the previous night, she rested her head on a nearby table and took a short nap. When she woke, the sun had already set and the children

Nina muttered, surprised at how quickly

sandalwood. She removed it and realized it was Micah's. IIe sat beside her, his handsome

thoughtfulness touched her. She rubbed her eyes and said, "I can't believe I fell asleep and lost

should have gone back to rest if you were tired. It's not good to

to him. "I didn't mean to nap so long. I should head back now. Thank you

walk you

I remember the way," Nina replied, not

mountain paths can be

Nina agreed, "Alright."

for a while. Suddenly, Micah felt a chill and glanced around. "You shouldn't stay out too late," he warned. Nina looked up at him.

"Yes," he replied.

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