Who would be calling her at this time?
Could it be Mona Summers asking if she had reached home?
Cecilia Vaughn somewhat puzzled, took out the phone from her bag. When she saw the number displayed on the screen.
Her expression shook, and she staggered unexpectedly, almost losing her balance.
The number on the screen, she knew by heart, it was one of the few contacts she could remember.
It was Grandpa…
A warmth surged up within the girl's eyes.
If anyone in the Vaughn Family was genuinely good to her, besides her brother Evan Vaughn, it had to be Old Master Vaughn.
When she was young, he would make dumplings for her, take her to the park to play, letting her ride on him like a wooden horse.
However, Cecilia Vaughn also understood that Grandpa was not only good to her but even better to Fiona Vaughn.
After all, she wasn't as socially adept and flawless in her conduct as Fiona Vaughn.
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