Hearing this, Annie Anne didn't say anything more. She smiled slightly and said to Charlotte Thompson, "Perhaps."
Charlotte's fingertips trembled slightly as she hid the flicker of unusual emotion in her eyes and looked down at Olivia Thompson again.
Grace Thompson had already joined her brothers, but Olivia still stood in place, her head slightly bowed.
Charlotte knelt slightly, finally able to see the look on her face clearly.
The little girl was quiet, but her eyes were inadvertently reddening.
Charlotte felt a pang of pity. She reached out and put a comforting hand on the little girl's shoulder. She chuckled, "Annie, it's been quite some time since we last saw each other, right? There is still a seat by your godmother, why don't you come over?"
Upon hearing her words, Olivia turned her eyes to Charlotte, with an undeniable joy in her voice.
"Really?"
Charlotte nodded at her with a smile.