"We, we are waiting for Belinda Howard to come back,"
As soon as she finished speaking, Camila Walker suddenly felt that something was off about her words.
Why were they waiting together for Belinda Howard to come back? It was clearly her who was waiting for Belinda Howard, wasn't it?
"Really? Then why would Uncle Harrison be in our home?"
Camila Walker turned her head and glanced at Lewis Harrison, who had been silent by her side; she really didn't know how to explain this to her daughter.
"Uncle Harrison, he, he..."
"Uncle Harrison has no place to stay tonight, can little Belinda Howard take me in for one night?" At this moment, Lewis Harrison suddenly stepped forward, crouched in front of Belinda Howard, and gently touched her round head.
Camila Walker turned her head in surprise, having not anticipated that he would try to gain their daughter's sympathy.