Female Novel
Chapter 589
Anne nodded excitedly, "Of course!"
After a pause, she seemed to remember something. She took Charles' hand and said, "Grandpa, let's
go. The grapes Mom grew on the wall has ripened. Let's go and pick them."
The little fellow was a flurry of kiddy emotions. She hastily pulled Charles to the backyard.
Norman looked at me strangely and asked, "You're Charles' daughter?"
How should I tell him?
After thinking for a moment, I began to explain. "Four years ago, he adopted me four years ago, so I
guess you can say that I'm his daughter."
He fell into silence for a while and did not continue asking more questions.
It was best to keep a distance from people. Everyone harbored secrets of their own that could not be
revealed to others.
Halfway through dinner, a knock sounded at the door.
Anne was quick on her feet. Upon hearing the knock, she immediately jumped out of her seat and ran
out. I got up and instinctively followed
behind.
Before I could react, I heard Anne say, "Mommy, there's a bad guy!"novelbin
Startled, I went out hurriedly and saw Cecil. She walked in with a haggard face and her eyes were
swollen and bloodshot.
When she saw me, she strode towards me. Before I could even get a word out, she grabbed me and
knelt before me.
With her hand firmly grabbing onto mine, she said tearfully, "Arianna, I'm the one who provoked you. It
has nothing to do with my father. You can torture me any way you want. My father is innocent."
When I heard this, I started to understand what was going on. Charles always worked so swiftly and
meticulously. No one really knew how or could figure out his way doing things.
I initially thought that he would wait until tomorrow to conduct the investigation; I did not expect things
to be wrapped up so quickly.
Only a few hours had past and Cecil had already come to my house begging on her knees for mercy.
I pursed my lips and tore her hands away from mine. I took two steps back to keep my distance from
her and said, "Miss Parker, you're talking to the wrong person. This is not a church. You should go to
the suburbs to pray."
Charles and Norman, who had been eating also came out after hearing the ruckus.
They were all surprised when they saw Cecil.
It was rare for Cecil, who did not watch the news, to know Charles. Upon seeing him, she hurried
forward and cried, "Mr. Reid, please let my father go. He is just an ordinary man. He has been carrying
out his duties properly all these years. It was me. I shouldn't have caused so much trouble and I
shouldn't have been so arrogant and controlling."
She was crying a mess. "It's all my fault. You can take your revenge on me, but please don't hurt my
father. Mr. Reid, you're in a high and powerful position and aren't afraid of anyone, but we're different.
My father has been doing what was required of him all these years. He has never done anything to hurt
anyone. He's just an unimportant official. He doesn't have any power to go up against you."
Her pleas were filled with accusations of us using our power and influence to oppress others,
regardless of whether they were the truth or otherwise.
Charles had always been honest and clean. When he heard her words, his face darkened and he did
not respond to her.
Instead, he looked at me, eyes urging me to explain who she was.
I pursed my lips and said, "She's the only daughter of Dion Parker."
He narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
I looked at Norman and said calmly, "Take the children and Uncle Charles back to dinner. I'll take care
of this."
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Cecil's face contorted into a more terrible mess after seeing no one taking her seriously after the fuss
she made.
Her eyes were as still as a stone when she asked, "Arianna, what exactly do you want me to do?"