AS they walked down the corridor, Luo Yan kept his steps small and hesitant, his voice soft as he glanced up at Mrs. Thompson. This was the perfect chance to find out whether she had a child before Miss Thompson—something Holmes had hinted might be important. Of course, he had to tread carefully. After all, he was still playing the role of a timid girl.
"Mrs. Thompson… you're really nice to me. Are you always this nice to children?"
Mrs. Thompson smiled down at him, though there was a flicker of something deeper in her eyes. "I try to be, dear. Children are precious. They deserve kindness."
Luo Yan nodded, his gaze dropping to the floor. "My mother says that too. She says children are a blessing."
Mrs. Thompson's smile faltered for a moment, her grip on his hand tightening slightly. "Yes… they are. Though sometimes, life doesn't let us keep all the blessings we're given."
