Chubby arrogantly questioned loudly, "Where did this wild girl come from? Running around everywhere. Grandpa Butler! Whose kids are these two brats? Who allowed them in my playground?"
The old butler's face darkened slightly, and he said seemingly respectfully, "Young Master Clark, these are your cousins, and the Elder asked me to bring them over. Look, the Elder is watching from that pavilion."
Chubby turned his head and looked, it was indeed great-grandfather!
"Hmph!" Chubby glared viciously at Alexander and Hannah, then left.
The old butler looked at Hannah's knee with a face full of concern, "Little Miss, is your knee injured? Your hand is scratched, oh dear, we must quickly get the family doctor over."
Hannah smiled brightly and said happily, "No problem, Grandpa Butler! It doesn't hurt at all, these tights are very thick, my knee isn't hurt. My palm doesn't hurt either, mommy said that kids from different homes grow by falling down."
