"Died young... haha, that's what everyone says. Most people think that my unfilial son passed away early. Only a few families know the truth of that year."
Madam Lucas's gaze became distant, and she moved her eyes from the faraway back to Lily Gray's face.
"I've heard about you and Ethan Wilson... so many years have passed, and I never expected you to be the child who saved him back then. In a way, this is your fate. Lily, do you remember how old Ethan was when you saved him?"
Lily Gray thought for a moment and frowned, "Less than ten years old?"
Madam nodded, "To be precise, he had just turned nine."
"Nine, so young..."
Thinking of the thin boy in her memory, Lily Gray couldn't help but feel heartache.
At such a young age, he had to face the threat of kidnappers. And yet, he was so strong that he managed to escape on his own.
