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The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 308

Just then, Marian, who had just finished a meeting and was heading downstairs for lunch with a friend, was tickled by Theresa’s child-like logic.

Stepping out of the elevator, she was instantly drawn to the little girl perched on the sofa. Overhearing their conversation and struck by Theresa’s earnest, forlorn look, she couldn’t help but chuckle and play along, “Exactly, sitting isn’t playing.”

Hearing a voice, Theresa instinctively turned to see a pretty stranger approaching, and though a bit shy, she greeted her politely, “Hello.”

Marian was delighted by her courteous and sweet demeanor and couldn’t resist squatting down to pat her head, “Hello, little one.”

Looking over at Grace, she burst out with a compliment, “You’re raising her right, she’s such a good girl.”

Thrilled, Grace modestly replied, “It’s all thanks to her mom.”

Marian wasn’t surprised – the cutie pie didn’t look like Grace.

Marian sat next to Theresa. She noticed the cloth bag next to her and reached out to move it aside, not expecting the little girl to suddenly panic, “Don’t throw it away.”

She said, scrambling to retrieve it.

Startled by her urgency, Marian asked, “What’s wrong?”

Grace quickly stepped in, “Oh, that’s her milk bottle bag – she treasures it.”

Marian, taken aback by her reaction, realized just how much the bag meant to Theresa.

Marian was surprised: "Really? Kiddo, aren't you just the cutest?"

She couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Theresa's cheek.

Theresa was tickled by her exaggerated expressions and actions that she managed a stiff smile.

Grace noticed that Theresa seemed to be having a good time with Marian, who was clearly coming from work with her company badge and all. Feeling reassured, she pulled out her phone to check it.

After letting go of Theresa's cheek, Marian chuckled and said, "Come on, let me take a look at your precious baby bottle."

As she spoke, she lifted the cover of Theresa's bottle bag and immediately noticed a piece of paper inside, "What's this?"

Curious, she pulled it out.

Theresa looked on nervously, too scared to ask for it back, worried that it might be rude.

Before Marian had a chance to unfold the paper, Daniel's confused voice came from behind, "Marian? What are you doing here?"

Caught red-handed slacking off from work, Marian quickly stashed the paper on the seat next to her and turned to face Daniel stepping out of the turnstile: "Hello, Mr. Crawley."

Theresa instinctively looked at Daniel. She remembered him.

The last time she was hanging out at Handsome Unkie's office, it was after this grandpa showed up that Handsome Unkie handed her off to a pretty sister.

She remembered him being a bit scary.

The scare he gave her last time made her shrink back instinctively the moment she saw him, nervously calling out to Grace, "Grace."

Grace, who had been sneakily playing with her phone, had already turned around at the sound of Daniel's voice, quickly pocketed her phone, stood up, and picked up Theresa, whispering soothingly, "I’m right here."

That's when Daniel noticed Theresa. He recognized her as the little girl he had taken from Brandon's office last time, the same little girl Yvonne suspected was Brandon's illegitimate daughter. His brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but glance at Marian.

Worried about a misunderstanding, Marian forced a laugh and explained, "I saw it was almost lunchtime, and a friend of mine just came over to see me, so I made plans to eat nearby. I just came downstairs and saw this little girl, thought she was adorable, and couldn't resist coming over to talk to her."

Pretending to glance at the wall clock in the lobby, she added, "Um, Mr. Crawley, I'm going to head out, my friend is probably waiting."

With that, she made a quick getaway.

She wasn't scared of Patricia, but she was a bit wary of Brandon's dad, who always seemed to serious and could fly off the handle at any moment.

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