"Will you be able to tell just by looking?"
Daisy Ginger felt completely off.
How could such mystical things happen? Then how come Edward Stephens doesn't know?
Ryan Smith was stomping his feet and shouting at her from a distance, "The car's here, hurry up! I'm freezing to death!"
There was no time to explain to Erin Ginger; Daisy grabbed her and pulled her towards the door.
She couldn't help but look down at her own son.
The little guy was still completely unaffected by the outside world, as calm as could be, but she suspected that Erin knew much more than she imagined.
This little kid is not simple; what terrifying insight and intelligence is this?
When did he figure out that James Shelton isn't his real father?
In the car, Daisy's expression was so peculiar that even Ryan couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hey, what's up with you?" Ryan turned his head from the passenger seat, curiously studying Daisy's contorted expression, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
