"Young Miss, Grandpa is still waiting for you to play chess!"
Nanny Boltie came to hurry her under orders.
Sarah Bailey put on a sweet smile, gathering Anna Jadwin's hand: "Let's go find Grandpa."
Anna Jadwin was speechless at her quick change of demeanor. Lifting her head, she saw Wayne Bailey passing by with a stack of contracts from the print room— the contracts that she had torn up in the afternoon, which now needed to be re-signed.
"Wayne Bailey, come here!"
Anna Jadwin unhappily pulled her hand away, she disliked the acting type, the struggles and schemes wearied her heart.
Wayne Bailey approached with a stern expression.
Corner of his mouth slightly raised, was she already missing him? He wouldn't mind taking her back to the living room immediately...
