Chapter 899 Brushed Past
- “That's right,” Charlotte said as she cast a thankful look at Robbie.
- “Good to hear that.” Ellie cradled the parrot and gently stroked its feather. “I'll take good care of you, Little Fifi. I won't let anything bad happen to you ever again.”
- “Ellie! Ellie!” the parrot squawked those words and rubbed its head against Ellie's hand.