Nidia came down with the photo album and diary in her arms, saying in a decent attitude, "Dad, I'm taking these things away with me."
Nidia's attitude made Barend relaxed.
It meant that Nidia still regarded him as her dad.
He thought carefully. After all, Nidia was his daughter. Although Nidia embarrassed him sometimes, she was still his daughter.
The company would be very likely to come back to life.
"You can take whatever you want, and everything in this house are yours to keep.
You don't need to ask at all." Barend said in a fatherly tone.
Abby sat on the couch and rolled her eyes.
Nidia put the things in the bag on the sofa, when Nidia was about to call Abby, Jackson clasped her by the wrist.
"Come here and let me see your ears." Jackson lightly clasped her wrist. He pulled her to the front, lowered his head and pushed aside her sparse black hair. In fact, he couldn't see her ears, as they were covered by her hair.
