<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 878 Her Eyes Looked Like Her Lost Daughter</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon seeing that Cecilia had the audacity to stand up for the little girl, the woman couldn’t help but question, “Who are you? Are you aware that this little girl’s grandfather has agreed to let our Mdm. Queenie take her under his care?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“How can I be sure you’re not lying because you n to kidnap the child?” Cecilia retorted with a question.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman let out a furiousugh. “Do you know who I work for? As if Mdm. Queenie would need to resort to child trafficking!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t care who you are. Snatching a child in the middle of the street puts you in the wrong,” Cecilia stated coldly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She shielded the child within her arms, then pulled out her phone. “Don’t be scared. I’m going to call the police right now.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Seeing that Cecilia was about to call the police, the woman immediately stopped her.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Please, ma’am, don’t call the police. I truly mean no harm.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia paused before she questioned the little girl.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Could you please exin to me what exactly happened?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The little girl lowered her head, wiping away her tears. “Ma’am, my grandpa and I were selling flowers on the street when we met them. They said they wanted to adopt me. But I refuse! I want to be with my grandpa forever.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing this, the female assistant couldn’t help but shake her head. “Such a foolish child. Your grandfather is so poor that staying with him will only lead to hardship. Once you grow up, you’re bound to regret it.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In this society, wasn’t everyone prioritizing money above all else?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The little girl immediately retorted, “I’m not foolish. I only want my grandpa, not his money.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Seeing that the little girlpletely failed toprehend her words, the female assistant couldn’t help but sigh.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Cecilia observed the conversation between the two, she couldn’t quite pinpoint the feeling stirring within her.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In this world, people like the assistant and the little girl both existed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She didn’t concern herself with who was right or wrong. It was simply that, much like her, all the little girl yearned for was familial love.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Jane, have you found the child?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, a familiar voice echoed from behind Cecilia.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Looking back, Cecilia saw Queenie approaching in her high heels other than Queenie Jamieson.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie intends to adopt this girl?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon spotting Cecilia protecting the little girl, Queenie was taken aback. “Ms. Smith, what are you doing here?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jane Cooper stood up. “Mdm. Queenie, what brings you here? I initially intended to bring the child over, but this woman stood in the way, even threatening to call the police.”</font></font>Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as Jane’s backer arrived, she regained her confidence and started to act arrogantly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing this, Cecilia said to Queenie, “Mdm. Queenie, I was just passing by and saw your assistant trying to forcibly take this young girl away.”</font></font>


    Jane’s expression shifted.


    “What are you talking about? Where did you get the idea that I was using force?”


    “Jane, shut up!” Queenie ordered sharply, causing Jane to instantly fall silent, standing off to the side.


    The young girl remained hidden behind Cecilia, clutching at her clothes as she cast timid nces at Queenie.


    Queenie bent over. “Sweetie,e home with me. Your grandfather has already agreed to let me adopt you. We canplete the adoption process tomorrow, and from then on, I’ll be your mommy.”


    A few days ago, she had chanced upon this child. The girl had beautiful eyes, strikingly simr to her own lost daughter.


    The little girl, however, shook her head. “I don’t want to go back with you. I want to stay with my grandpa.” Queenie was taken aback, not understanding why.


    “Why? If youe home with me, you won’t have to sell these flowers every day. Whatever you want, I can buy it for you.”


    Upon hearing this, the little girl’s face turned defiant. “I don’t want your things! I just want my grandpa.” Queenie couldn’t ept it. She took a step forward, intending to grab the little girl’s hand.


    The little girl instantly dodged the outstretched hand, her eyes filled with caution and fear as she looked at Queenie.