"Grandpa Tate, little one, are you two studying?"
Jacqueline Spann greeted them with a smile, her eyes betraying no emotion, as gentle as always.
"Not in school today, Jacqueline?" Grandpa Tate's expression was a little stiff. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, but Adrian Hawthorne was right. The girl was too calculating, and her parents weren't good people. It was best to stay away from them.
By contrast, the Thorne family, though domineering, wore their flaws on their sleeves. They were also relatively simple-minded. Grandpa Tate would much rather deal with the Thornes and their overt faults than associate with the inscrutable Spann family—especially Jacqueline. His dislike for the girl had started the moment he heard from Adrian Hawthorne how she had deceived a candy peddler just to get some information.
