Athena handed Iris over to Sara, "I have to go out. You look after Iris and let the two of them play together. Pay attention to ..."
She paused, "What to say and what not to say. Listen carefully to everything."
"Yes." Sara was respectful.
They all belonged to the Ballard Group and did not dare to resist, only to follow orders.
No one knows what this witch, who was once in a coma for ten years, is going to do once she wakes up.
Originally, Fair was just a girl with genius genes adopted by the organization to work for the group in the future.
Fair doesn't know who her mother is and has never met her.
When Athena awakens, she finds them and tells them to tell Fair that she is Fair's mother, and to show Fair the photo. They follow the order, although they don't know exactly what Athena's purpose is. No one dared to ask.
"Fair , come here and let Mommy hold you. Mommy is taking her sister back to Mufron on Monday."
Athena waved at Fair again.
The face smiles, but the smile is less than the eyes, and even contains a trace of cold.
Fair was a little frightened, and she trembled as she walked over to Athena and carefully leaned in next to her.
Athena gently stroked Fair's hair and asked softly, "How do you like your new kindergarten? Do you have any new classmates you get along with?"
Fair thought of Anderson and nodded, "Yes. There was a boy, especially smart, and I had a lot of fun with him."
"Hmm. That's a relief to Mommy. You can take him home and play with him, so Mommy can meet him, too." Athena reached out and rubbed Fair's neck repeatedly.
Delicate touch, smooth skin, young and fragile neck, easy to twist off.
A grim look crossed her eyes.
Fair looked up, ", well. I'll ask him on Monday."
Iris was a little repulsed by Fair, but attracted by the magic story, and the book cover looked so interesting. She was torn for a moment and pouted, "Okay."
"Don't cry." Fair handed over a few tissues.
Iris nodded and wiped her tears away.
Fair begins to tell Iris a story.
She noticed that Iris didn't know some of the words and asked, "Do you know how to read?"
It is reasonable that people of their age, who are about the same age as them, are illiterate and at most know simple words. She grew up following the television themselves to learn, watch and learn.
Anderson is a genius, and he certainly knows how to read.
Iris nodded and shook her head, "Mommy said I slept for a long, long time. After I woke up, there was a teacher who taught me to talk and to recognize words, I didn't learn for long, some I knew and some I didn't."
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