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Chapter 260
The Fraser family looked down on Charlotte, and they were against him adopting a child before he was married.
Yet, the moment he saw Charlotte, he wanted to bring her home and protect her.
She was so small when she crouched in a corner as the rain poured.
Her dark eyes were as bright as stars, so bright yet so full of pain.
Back then, Charlotte had only been six.
“Mr. Fraser, you’re too nice. She’s very talented in playing the cello.” Ashlyn had discovered Charlotte’s talent few
days ago when she came into contact with her. In fact, the girl was almost as good as she was.
However, Charlotte had not received any formal training, so she was not as proficient.
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Abruptly, Lochlan’s phone rang.
He picked up the phone to find out that it was from the fire chief. “Lochlan, come to the station. I’ve got a case, and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthere are some questions I need your help with.”
“Oh, alright. I’ll be right there, Chief.” Lochlan then ended the call.
With an apologetic expression, the uncle patted Charlotte’s head. “Lottie, I have to go to the station for a while. Go
ahead and have your meal with Ms. Berry first, alright?”
“Uncle Lochlan...” Charlotte looked at him as her red lips pouted. She sounded hesitant to let him go.
“Ms. Berry will be here keeping you company. There’s no need to be afraid.” Lochlan pressed a gentle kiss on the
girl’s forehead and nodded at Ashlyn before leaving.
Lucas, in his car, watched as the uniformed Lochlan entered his BMW and left Spring Creek. His lips curled.
Meanwhile, at the fire station.
The fire chief’s forehead was beading with sweat as if he was facing a formidable foe.
Since the younger son of the Fraser family did not like to be involved in businesses, he had ended up working in his
fire station. Yet somehow, that young man had offended Lucas Nolan.
After ending the call, he heaved a sigh.
Both Lucas and Lochlan were people that he, a minor fire chief, could not afford to offend.
It was tough for him to be sandwiched between them.
Fortunately for him, he did have a case that he needed to consult Lochlan on. He just did not tell the man that it
was not an urgent case.
Otherwise, he would have no other excuses to ask Lochlan to come to the station.
In Spring Creek’s private room.
Ashlyn was examining Charlotte. Her instincts told her that whatever relationship Charlotte and Lochlan had, it was
definitely not one an uncle and a niece would have.
The intimate way they interacted was way more than just uncle and niece.
It was more like...
Ashlyn remained silent about the topic when she looked at the girl’s innocent eyes.
“I used to have a sister when I was younger.” Ashlyn muttered.
“What happened to her?” Charlotte was autistic, not dumb. Naturally, she could sense something else from Ashlyn’s
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Ashlyn lowered her eyes. “She and my mother... Forget it. Let’s not talk about them.”
“Oh.” Charlotte did not know why she felt a sense of closeness toward Ashlyn. “I was brought home by Uncle
Lochlan. He said I was six back then, but... I don’t remember anything. Maybe I was too young. I have none of my
memories of my younger days.”
“I can see that Lochlan treats you well.” Ashlyn smiled.
Under the white lights of the room, the girl’s rosy cheeks contrasted perfectly against her fair skin. For a moment,
Ashlyn fell into a daze.
She thought she heard a voice ringing in her ears. “Ashlyn... Ashlyn...”
It was a pity that not only did the accident take her mother from her, but also her sister.
Ashlyn did not dare to delve deep into that memory. She had always felt that it was not a simple accident.
However, it had been years since the accident. It would be difficult to conduct an investigation.
That did not mean she would give up.
After the meal, the girls left Spring Creek. Habitually, Charlotte called Lochlan.
“Uncle Lochlan, we’re done with our meal. When are you coming back?”
After a while, she handed the phone to Ashlyn. “Ms. Berry, Uncle Lochlan asks for you.”