Bab 201: The World of the Riches Are Full of Marvels

Curling up her lips, Leslie silently watched the sun descending to the horizon. The streaks of violet, amber and ruby colored the vast canvas of the sky. Their brilliance glimmered on the lake, leaving sparkles on the small ripples.

Leslie headed out of the mansion just before sunset, wanting to go to the lakeside. Mrs. Su was nearby to keep an eye on her. The private nurse waited under the tree, giving some space to the former.

|Leslie, the sky is so pretty ah. Do you think Poppy is looking at it too?|

Mimo's question earned a chuckle from Leslie. Moving her eyes away from the setting sun, she looked at the crochet fox toy on her lap. Its beady eyes were focused on the sky.

"I'm sure she is..."

The closer the date of her visit to the orphanage, the more excited Leslie was. She kept looking at the calendar in her bedroom, to the pink circle she marked on the date.

27th May. 

On Calix's birthday, she would get to meet her daughter again.