The neighbors had always thought that Charlotte was Mrs. Berry’s daughter and those three kids were her


    grandchildren.


    Mrs. Berry tried exining the situation to them at first, but Charlotte told her she did not have to. After all,


    Charlotte did feel like she was a daughter to her.


    They might not be blood-rted, but Mrs. Berry was like family to her.


    Mrs. Berry was the second closest to her after her own father.


    Although she gave birth to the children after her father’s demise, Mrs. Berry was still a loved one to her.


    Mrs. Berry had always been there since Charlotte was a child. She never once left her.


    She had yet reached the house, but hearing the neighbors talking about Mrs. Berry was enough to bring Charlotte


    to tears.


    “Don’t cry, Mommy,” Ellie said, putting her small hands around her mother’s face, “Mrs. Berry will be watching over


    us from heaven.”


    Charlotte nodded and nted a kiss on the girl’s forehead as they walked into the house.


    Everything still looked the same.


    There was still a bunch of Alocasia on the table. The goldfish were swimming in the fish tank and Little Fifi’s cage


    was still hanging on the balcony, swaying to the waves of wind.


    Charlotte’s gaze wandered and stopped at the family photo hung in the living room.


    Robbie, Jamie, and Ellie wore their brightest smiles in the photo. Back then, Charlotte was carefree and Mrs. Berry


    Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    smiled as if her heart was full.


    Little Fifi happened to fly over and was caught in the photo too.


    Although they were poor back then, they were happy.


    The bliss from the photo was enough to put a smile on anyone looking at it.


    “Gosh, I looked so fat,” Jamie said,ughing at himself, “I was so chubby.”


    Ellie chuckled at the picture. “I looked fatter than you. Look at my short ponytail.”


    “Mrs. Berry tied it for you,” Charlotte replied.


    A warm smile curved on her lips as she reminisced about the past.


    “Mrs. Berry used tob and tie my hair when I was young. After I got you, she started learning other cute ways of


    tying girls’ hair so she could experiment on you and you really liked it. Do you still remember?”


    “Yeah, Mommy,” Ellie answered in thrill, “She would try different braids every time.”


    Charlotte caressed Ellie’s head tenderly. “You would always ask for a photo after she tried something new. I think


    we still have those photos in the album.”


    “Yes, we do. I always look at them when Ie back. Let me go get them.”


    With that said, Ellie got off and went back to her room to fetch the photo album.


    “I’ll go get my cars and my Ultraman.”


    Jamie ran into his room too.


    “I’ll go look at my little inventions too,” Robbie said.


    It was just Zachary, Charlotte, and a few bodyguards in the vast living room.


    Zachary signaled at the men to wait outside.


    “I bet it’s a lot of work maintaining this ce?”


    Charlotte looked at the sulent nts growing on the balcony. They looked exactly the same as when Mrs. Berry


    left. The other nts were blossoming in their prime too.


    Although they were growing well, Charlotte knew they were not the same nts.


    Those nts would not live for such a long time even if they were well taken care of, especially the fish in the tank.


    They might look simr in size and color, but they were not the same fish.


    Zachary must have looked for nts and fish that were simr to the old ones.


    He must have put in a lot of effort to retain everything as it was.


    q