"Mm-hmm, I'll listen to Mommy."
Little Clarissa obediently lowered her head, focusing earnestly on her meal.
During the meal.
The adults were clinking glasses and exchanging toasts endlessly.
Clarissa was already used to such lively gatherings. She neither envied nor made any fuss.
She quietly sat there.
Suddenly, a white-robed boy popped into her little mind. It was dinner time—had his work ended today?
Could he have a proper dinner?
She hoped everything was well with him...
In the midst of such a bustling atmosphere, she abruptly noticed her sister had left at some point, and Aunt Yolanda also seemed to have disappeared?
But her mom and dad were still there, so of course, she wouldn't leave.
Outside the hotel, in the shadowed area.
Underneath a swaying willow tree.
The surroundings were deserted.
Not a single sound could be heard.
