Yet, the moment he saw Charlotte, he wanted to bring her home and protect her.

She was so small when she crouched in a corner as the rain poured.

Her dark eyes were as bright as stars, so bright yet so full of pain.

Back then, Charlotte had only been six.

“Mr. Fraser, you’re too nice. She’s very talented in playing the cello.” Ashlyn had discovered Charlotte’s talent few days ago when she came into contact with her. In fact, the girl was almost as good as she was.

However, Charlotte had not received any formal training, so she was not as proficient.

Ring—

Abruptly, Lochlan’s phone rang.

He picked up the phone to find out that it was from the fire chief. “Lochlan, come to the station. I’ve got a case, and there are some questions I need your help with.”

“Oh, alright. I’ll be right there, Chief.” Lochlan then ended the call.

With an apologetic expression, the uncle patted Charlotte’s head. “Lottie, I have to go to the station for a while. Go ahead and have your meal with Ms. Berry first, alright?”

her red lips pouted. She sounded hesitant to let him

Lochlan pressed a gentle kiss on the girl’s forehead and

car, watched as the uniformed Lochlan entered his BMW and

at the

beading with sweat as if

of the Fraser family did not like to be involved in businesses, he had

ending the call, he heaved a

were people that he, a minor fire chief, could not afford

tough for him to

that he needed to consult Lochlan on. He just did not tell the man

no other excuses to ask Lochlan to

Spring Creek’s

instincts told her that whatever relationship Charlotte and Lochlan had, it was definitely not one an uncle and a

way more

It was more like…

topic when

a sister when I was younger.” Ashlyn

autistic, not dumb. Naturally, she could sense something else from Ashlyn’s

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