Chapter 130 - 114 Did Oliver’s uncle ever tell you why he wanted to raise me? 2
"I don’t know any of the kids here. They play together so well. I feel... like none of them actually like me."
"What good is thinking like that? You need to take initiative! Don’t you remember? You’re an adorable, lively, lovable little treasure.
A new environment makes you feel shy, but the other little kids facing you will feel shy too.
The initiative is in your hands; you can use it anytime. You can’t wish for everyone to like you while doing nothing in return. Pies don’t just fall from the sky—don’t you agree?"
Darnley thought for a moment and nodded. "I really wish Miya could come too. If she were here, I’d have someone to play with, and Miya wouldn’t feel lonely either."
Thinking of Miya, a hint of sorrow clouded Faye Townsend’s eyes. She missed her dearly.
She said nothing, started the car, and drove away.
At the traffic light, the car came to a stop. When Faye glanced back unintentionally, she spotted an Audi trailing her car again.
Faye frowned. Was she seeing things?
She instinctively memorized the license plate number ending with 292.