Knowing the truth, Ibrahim couldn’t help but sneer.


    He really was brainless.


    Little did he know that this trap was deliberately set by Libby to ensnare his entire family.


    “Alright, in honor of thedy of the Gilliam family, I’ll give you three more days to gather the money.”


    “I’ll be back in three days. If you can’te up with the money by then, don’t me me for what happens next!”


    As he spoke, Ibrahim kicked a nearby stool.


    The wooden stool, already scavenged from a trash heap, couldn’t withstand the force and shattered into pieces, splinters flying everywhere.


    It was as if their fate would be the same if they didn’t repay the money.


    The violent scene was intimidating.


    Ruth and the others turned pale, their eyes fixed on the broken stool, silently resolving to gather the money within three days.


    In a hospital room, a young boy who had lost a lot of blood and the person who donated blood to him were both asleep. Theyy side by side on adjacent beds, creating an unusually warm scene.


    A ray of sunlight happened to shine through the window, falling directly on Pearl’s eyes.


    The bright light made her face appear bloodless, fragile like a porcin doll that could shatter at any moment, evoking pity.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    In her sleep, she blinked ufortably and let out a faint moan.


    Seeing this, Sasha, who was standing by the bed, took a step forward and used a book from the bedside table to block the sunlight.


    Without the harsh light in her eyes, Pearl could finally sleep peacefully again.


    However, Sasha was still young, and holding up the book made her small hands ache after a short while.


    When Sam brought Giana to visit them, he saw the little girl struggling to hold up the book despite her trembling hands, biting her lip in determination.


    This scene felt familiar to Sam, and he was somewhat moved.


    He remembered skipping ss with Kelvin as a child and ying until they were exhausted, then lying on the grass to sleep.


    When he woke up, he saw Kelvin using a book to shield him from the setting sun.


    Just like Sasha now, equally silly!


    “Silly Sasha, doesn’t it hurt to hold the book like that?”


    Sam walked over in two quick steps and took the book from Sasha’s hands.


    He turned and closed the blinds, dimming the room and eliminating the harsh light.


    With Sam and Giana there, Sasha felt like a bird finding its nest and threw herself into his arms to seekfort.


    “It doesn’t hurt. Uncle Sam, you told me to take good care of my brother and Pearl. See how well I’ve done?”


    Sam gently patted her little head and smiled at her.


    “Of course you did well. Sasha is the best child I’ve ever seen.”


    “Uncle Sam is also the best person I’ve ever met, except for my dad.”


    In this world, no one treated her better than her dad!


    Thinking of her dad made Sasha suddenly feel very sad. She missed her dad and mommy and uncle so much.


    “What’s wrong?”


    Seeing her eyes turn red in an instant, Sam was startled and asked if she was hungry or if her hands hurt.


    But Sasha shook her head tearfully and said in a soft voice, “No, I miss home… I miss my dad and mommy and my sister Cierra.”


    Cierra was Kelvin and Cheyenne’s daughter.


    Hearing his little niece’s name from Sasha’s mouth gave Sam a sense of anticipation.


    “I see. Don’t worry… I’ve already contacted your dad. He’ll be flying here to pick you up soon.”


    Upon hearing this, Sasha stopped crying immediately. However, tears still clung to her eyshes like pearls, making her look pitiful and evoking sympathy.


    “Really, Uncle Sam? You said my daddy wille to pick me up soon.” Her voice still carried a hint of sobbing.


    “It’s true.”


    Though his way of inviting Glenn was unconventional, he woulde eventually. He hadn’t lied to the child, had he?


    Sasha’s tears turned intoughter as she clumsily wiped them away with her small hands and innocently imagined:


    “My dad must look so cool flying a ne. He’s really good at it; he can fly really high up to where the sun and moon are.”


    “Then I’ll ask my dad to bring you along, Uncle Sam. You cane to my house; we have a slide.”


    Sam thought to himself that human children were even more mysterious than women.


    He had never interacted with children before and didn’t know if they were all so quick to change emotions-crying one moment andughing the next.


    He found himself somewhat envious of Sasha.


    Only at her age could one be carefree and happy every day.


    Growing up meant losing that innocence and facing loneliness. Yet who wasn’t being pushed forward by time?


    “If you like slides, I’ll have one built in the garden for you. You can y whenever you want.”


    Sasha sighed in disappointment and said seriously:


    “It’s no fun alone; I want to y with my brother.”


    “This…”


    Did she want to bring the boy along too?


    Sam tolerated Sasha not just because she was Glenn’s daughter and useful but also because she was well-behaved and never caused trouble.


    Now adding another boy-he wasn’t sure if his patience would hold out or if he’d throw them out one day due to his cleanliness obsession.


    At that moment, Giana suddenly knelt before him with a cry, tears streaming down as she kowtowed repeatedly.


    She opened her mouth but couldn’t speak, only making hoarse cries.


    Sam understood; she was pleading with him.


    “You mean this boy is your long-lost son?”


    Giana nodded tearfully.


    “Hiss~”


    Back then, he was being hunted everywhere and was shot before falling into the sea. The waves carried him to a deste shore near a poor fishing vige where people lived by fishing.


    Giana found him and took him in without hesitation.


    She had no money for medicine, so she scraped lichen from rocks to cover his wounds.


    She even saved a fish she found for him instead of eating it herself.


    Sam hadn’t encountered such pure kindness in a long time. After waking up, he intended to leave some money for her before departing.


    But that night, a typhoon hit, destroying the entire vige.


    Giana’s house was washed away; it was her only shelter. Now she had no money to rebuild it.


    The vigers med Giana for bringing him into their vige and causing the typhoon. They wanted to burn her alive to appease the sea god’s wrath.


    At that moment, he felt an inexplicable urge to help her.


    Needing a guide in this unfamiliar ce also yed a part in his decision to take Giana along.