Chapter 850
Uncle Griffon did not like talking, but he would prove it with practical actions.
Just like his love for her aunt, he was not good at expressing it, but he would always protect her aunt with his actions.
Uncle Griffon was a very responsible man, Grace thought, so the doll her mother had left behind could be given to him with confidence.
Her mother had told her that when she found someone she could trust, she could give the doll to the person, who would surely know her feelings.
She trusted her aunt, but she trusted Uncle Griffon even more…
Griffon lowered his eyes and looked at the dirty doll with a slightly strange expression, neither wanting nor touching it.

Grace fixed him with an expectant gaze, as if she would not withdraw her hand until he took it.
Griffon made a fist with one hand, put it on his lips and coughed lightly, then Andre immediately went to get the doll Grace handed over.
Only, before Andre’s hand touched the doll, Grace held it back in her arms.
Humph, forget it, bad uncle!
Grace squirmed, looked angrily out the window, and swore in her mind that she would never speak to Uncle Griffon again!
Griffon felt a bit of a headache and regretted his actions. Why did he have to look at the Grace for no reason? Now he had offended her.
He struggled against his cleanliness for a while before extending his beautifully manicured fingers and tapping on Grace’s back.
“Give it to me.”
His tone was cold but pleasant, with a hint of helplessness, and Grace heard his reluctance and became even angrier.
She turned and leaned against the window, refusing to turn her head no matter what….
Griffon thought for a moment, dropped the fingers that were supporting his chin, and sna tched the doll from Grace’s hand.
Afterward, he put the doll down without exposing his feelings, and considerately said to Grace, “I’ll buy you a whole new set when we’re back in the country.”
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