Dallas Taylor hummed softly. Windsor Myres glanced at him and said, "Are you from the Williams Family?" "It is quite obvious." Windsor nodded, "I just found it a bit surprising." Dallas smirked and didn’t answer. He escorted her to the entrance of the club. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⟡𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵 Windsor glanced at the group waiting for him nearby, smiled, and said, "Thank you, instructor." "Go on, get back to school early." "Okay." Windsor nodded, turned, and walked down the steps. Just after taking two steps, Dallas suddenly called her from behind. Windsor stopped and turned, "Is there anything else?" Dallas looked at her, slightly furrowed his brows, waved, and said, "No, just be careful on your way back." "I know." Windsor turned and left. Dallas stood outside the revolving glass door watching her, lowered his head with a smile, turned, and walked towards the waiting crowd. He originally wanted to ask Mia Ginger but hesitated. In the end, he didn’t ask. Anyway, there would always be another chance to meet. The little girl who always popped into his mind after he left was so much on his mind, he needed to see her with his own eyes to confirm if she was truly happy. At four in the afternoon, Mia Ginger and Bob Ginger arrived home. Bob went shopping and bought two pieces of clothing, and also insisted that Mia buy two lightweight down jackets. The winters in Cloud Capital were cold, and you never knew when the temperature might drop. He always felt Mia dressed too lightly. Mainly because she was thin, no matter how thick the clothes she wore, people would think she should still be cold. Bob carried five or six shopping bags in one hand, and with the other, he hooked Mia’s arm, pleasingly said, "Look, sis, you knitted me a scarf, and I used my pocket money to buy you two pieces of clothing. In the end, you come out ahead." "Hmm, and then?" Mia knew he surely had something else to say, and smiled warmly. "So," Bob let her go, hopped in front of her holding the bags, walking backward, and said, "this clearly shows how important it is to pamper your younger brother. If you treat me better and give me more gifts, I’ll surely repay you even more." "Haha." Mia laughed but didn’t agree. Bob scrutinized her for a moment, pouted, and said, "What’s haha supposed to mean? Do you agree or not?!" "Got it, got it." Mia pushed him playfully, "I’ll keep you in mind for anything in the future." "That’s not enough..." Before Bob could finish his sentence, his gaze drifted to the hall, and he froze. Mia was walking right behind him and almost bumped into him. She stopped and looked, also stunned. Zuri Ginger was sitting on the sofa in the hall, with Charlotte Chester washing fruits and smiling while talking to her. The scene was too odd, and Bob snapped back to reality, instinctively glancing at Mia. Mia didn’t say a word and headed upstairs. "Mia!" Charlotte suddenly called after her from the side. Mia stopped and turned, "Mom." Bob also reached her side, frowning, "Mom, why did you let her come home?" "What do you mean by that?" Charlotte glared at him, scolding, "Zuri is your sister, after all, you’ve been together for over ten years. How come, all of a sudden, you can’t even speak properly?" "But you know very well she..." Bob was frustrated and couldn’t finish his sentence.