At that moment, Claire Prescott's heart was pounding.
She felt as if her entire being was enveloped by a warm force, soaking her in tenderness; the world seemed to drift into a serene and dreamy state, so blissful that the lingering sensation felt a bit unreal.
She didn't expect such a abrupt and rude request to be fulfilled.
The embrace was released.
Claire quickly came to her senses, raising her eyes to look at the person who kissed her, "Thank you, Aunt Maddie."
Madeline White patted her head and asked with a smile, "Does this count as a mutual endeavor?"
Claire nodded emphatically, "It does."
Madeline was healed by her bright and pure smile.
No wonder the Lancaster Family wanted to snatch her away, a lovely and playful little girl like this, which elder wouldn't be charmed?
However, fortunately, she had a layer of idol aura that allowed her to be adored with such devotion, making it worthwhile to lend a hand to her son at this critical juncture.
