Chapter 791
- Clara Beacham sat reading a book, the soft glow of a table lamp illuminating the room. A pot of tea sat beside her, casting a gentle shadow on the bookshelf. The quiet ambiance enveloped her, causing her eyes to soften and a slight smile to form on her lips as she called out, "Xiaonian."
- Glancing up, Clara Beacham saw Xiaoxin standing before her.
- Xiaoxin tightly pressed his lips together, a hint of embarrassment crossing his face. His eyes darted around, his hands fidgeting nervously.