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Grace didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she watched Ernest escape from the guest room.
Looking at him from behind, she sighed and thought to herself, "Maria is really on a whole new level. She even made my son escape before he could greet me."
Maria was a little dumbfounded as well as she stared at how Little Gary and Ernest left. She turned to Grace and frowned. "Aunt Grace, am I really such an unlikeable child?"
Grace looked at this little girl who looked so alike to Zachary. It softened her heart, thus making her shake her head, "No, you look so cute."
"Aunt Grace, are you trying to say that I look cute, but my behavior isn't cute?" Maria caught her hidden meaning almost instantly.
Grace felt a little embarrassed by her question in return. She didn't want to hurt her, but she didn't want to lie either, so she merely smiled as a response.