Chapter 125
This wine was personally brewed by Robb Brooke, just a sniff of it is enough to make her mouth water, “So, how’s everything back home?”
“Pretty good, I just don’t get why you gave money to Sandra Irvine and her crew three years ago? Didn’t you know they’re a bunch of greedy pigs?” Just the mention of Sandra made Astrid pissed.
Hearing this, Magee heaved a long sigh, “you think I didn’t know that Sandra is no saint?”
‘About three and a half years ago, I finally found the orphanage where you lived as a kid, only to discover that there was a fire the day after they took you in. None of the kids survived. Meaning, if they hadn’t taken you in, you probably would’ve died in that fire.”
“Even though they’re annoying as hell, they did save your life and raised you. They gave us the chance to reunite, so I figured I owed them something. But your mom died not long after you disappeared, she was depressed.”
It was the first time Astrid saw her dad looking so gloomy. She put down her wine glass, walked over, and hugged him, “Dad, I know you miss mom so much, but you need to take care of yourself…”
‘Star, don’t worry about me, I’m gonna live a long life. I’m still planning to take my great–grandkids fishing, haha…” Mention fishing, and Magee’s eyes started to sparkle.
Astrid didn’t want to hear his long–winded stories about fishing, so she left the room with an annoyed expression.
After a few days in the States, Astrid returned with Elio and the gang.
Once Astrid and Roman left, the house felt empty and cold again.
Magee sat by his artificial lake, fishing, feeling a bit hollow.
“I heard you kicked Mr. Lampard out a few days ago?” Dailey came over with a fishing rod, pulled up a stool, and sat next to Magee.
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