On the way home, Judy noticed that Charlotte’s butterfly clip was missing.


    “Where’s your clip?” Judy pinched Charlotte’s empty bag and looked at her strangely. Charlotte promised the boy not to tell


    anyone about his crying, and now she couldn''t exin the whereabouts of the clip. She could only awkwardly say, “I don’t


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    Fortunately, Judy didn’t dwell on it and just patted Charlotte’s head in resignation, “You''re so absentminded, who do you take


    after?” Enter title... Congreve, who was driving, chuckled and interjected, “I was quite shrewd when | was a child...” “Are you


    saying I’m absent-minded?".


    Judy squinted at Congreve. Congreve immediately apologized, and Charlotte, who was used to such scenes, just smiled as she


    watched her parents bicker. The forgotten butterfly clip was soon pushed to the back of her mind. Time passed quickly, and life


    didn’t stand still because of anyone’s passing. In the blink of an eye, Charlotte transitioned from a naive young girl to a college


    student.


    “Freshman, which dorm are you in? Let me help you with your luggage?” As Charlotte arrived at the gates of Yale University with


    her huge pink suitcase, several upperssmen approached her with friendly smiles. Charlotte was taken aback by their


    enthusiasm and instinctively took a step back, “No, it’s okay, my family...” Before she could finish her sentence, Congreve


    hurried over with another suitcase. The handsome man, with amanding presence that had only grown more intimidating with


    age, exuded a sense of authority that made many people instinctively step back. Congreve smiled, but there was a hint of


    warning in his eyes, “Thank you all, I''ll take care of Charlotte’s things.” After the family walked away, the students who had been


    intimidated by Congreve finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Who is that man? Why is his presence so powerful?” “He’s the heir of


    the Faulkner Family, and he’s been in the financial magazines a lot recently!” “And that woman, she’s the daughter of the Clinton


    family! Their child...” “She is the winner in life, isn’t she?” As the students discussed, Wendy, who was watching the family leave,


    felt a twinge of envy. Why did some people seem to have everything handed to them without having to do anything? “Wendy?".


    A friend traveling with her looked at Wendy strangely. Wendy quickly regained herposure, “I just remembered that the


    teacher seemed to have asked me to do something, that’s why | was distracted.” After saying this, Wendy returned to her gentle


    demeanor. Her friend nodded and took Wendy’s hand, “That freshman just now looked really pretty!”