GoodReadThe plane landed in Deeton City at 11.00 p.m. When they walked out of the airport, the car sent by the Tank family was already waiting for them outside.
The three of them got into the car and went back to the Tank family's mansion. The shadows of the street lights were like the footprints of people returning home.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the Tank family's mansion.
Scarlett glanced at the phone clock. It was almost midnight.
"Here we are, Scarlett." Larry looked at her and got out of the car.
Scarlett followed out of the car into the mansion that was brightly lit.
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Just as they walked in, a woman with a kind face greeted them. "You're Scarlett, right?" The woman bore a slight resemblance to Larry. Scarlett speculated that she should be Larry's mother, Viviana Castro.
Scarlett smiled slightly. "Yes, aunt." Probably because it was very sudden, Viviana was stunned. After a pause, she gently patted Scarlett's shoulder. "Darling, your grandpa is waiting for you upstairs.
Go up quickly." "Okay." Scarlett answered and went upstairs.
Rowan Tank was 85. He had his first child at 30.
Scarlett's mother Pearl was his second child. She was born when he was almost 40.
However, this lovely girl was lost.
Although he had rarely talked about Pearl for so many years, he always held her toys at night and couldn't sleep.
They had been looking for Pearl for nearly forty years, but there was no news about her. They didn't even know whether she was still alive.
That night, when he heard from Larry that Pearl was found, Rowan thought he was so lucky, but he was then shocked that Pearl passed away in an accident with her husband long ago, leaving behind a daughter.
Scarlett looked like Pearl. Rowan immediately recognized that this was his granddaughter.
Larry broke the silence. "Grandpa, this is Scarlett, aunt's daughter." Rowan nodded and looked at Scarlett. "Darling, come here. Let Grandpa take a look at you." Scarlett walked over. The man was in his eighties. His hands were covered with the traces left by the years. His once handsome face was full of deep furrows. He was gazing at her with his bright eyes.
"You must have had a hard time." Rowan raised his hand to touch Scarlett's face.
Remembering that his hand was wrinkly, he put it down.
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He closed his eyes. "It's late. Go to sleep now. Tomorrow I'll take you to see your grandmother." On the way here, Scarlett had imagined many scenes. She thought they might cry or keep silent, but it turned out to be so simple and peaceful.
Larry didn't lie to her. The Tank family had been waiting for her and her mother.
The room was tidied up by Viviana. She had asked the maids to clean up the room after she heard about Scarlett.
This room was opposite Larry's. The Tank family was waiting for her to come back.
"Don't think too much. Go to bed. We'll take you to see your grandma tomorrow." "Okay." Scarlett nodded and glanced at Larry behind Viviana." Good night." The Tank family's mansion was very quiet at LOO a.m. In the past, Scarlett was asleep at this hour, but now she was lying in bed, wide awake.
Only five or six hours passed after the meal, but many things happened to her.
She was touched and happy that she had relatives, but her heart sunk as she thought about her grandmother whom she had never met.
Although Larry didn't make it clear, Scarlett knew maybe her grandmother would die after seeing her tomorrow.
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