Chapter 501: Are you guys immature?

A faint smile emerged from the corners of Charlotte Thompson's mouth, giving off a tender glow. The fatigue of the whole day seemed to vanish into thin air at the sight of the children.

Opening her arms, she watched Grace Thompson trotting over with her little legs and then threw herself into her arms. The nice milky scent of the little girl filled her nostrils. She lifted Grace up and nuzzled her cheek, complaining somewhat humorously, "Where have you been, Grace? Why did you come so late?"

Charlotte looked up with a smile, only for her eyes to suddenly halt.

Behind the children, Justin Battleson and Adam Ross walked side by side towards her.

Her face stiffened a bit. She subconsciously glanced at Jack Bryant, who was holding Hank Thompson's hand. He noticed her gaze and looked back at her with a somewhat helpless expression.