The little girl shook her head, "I also grew up with Tom from next door, but Tom is not likable, and I'm not good friends with him."
Is she blatantly saying she's not likable?
This little brat, who exactly is not likable!
Cecilia Lynch's smile couldn't hold up anymore, she suddenly stood up.
Damian Sinclair coldly lifted his eyelids to look at her, with no expression on his face, but the meaning was clear.
What's this? Is there something unsatisfactory about what my daughter said?
Cecilia clutched her bag tightly, gritting her teeth and grinding her back teeth, only speaking after a while, "Damian, I'll visit the Sinclair Family tomorrow to greet uncle and aunt, I have something to do today, so I'll leave first."
"Auntie, won't you stay a little longer?" The little girl blinked her big round eyes, asking innocently.
Looking into the little girl's eyes, Cecilia suddenly thought of someone, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously asked, "Is Bella Acker your mom?"
