"Sandra, my dear daughter, don't be a stranger," grandpa Luther, looked at Sandra with a gentle expression and chuckled.
"I am quite clear about what kind of child Sandra is.
Young people are often prone to minor mishaps when fooling around."
Was Grandpa Luther not blaming her?
A sense of relief washed over Sandra, a hint of delight flashed in the depth of her eyes.
It seemed that Camilla, this time, had no choice but to swallow his pride.
Would she dare to challenge her in the future?!
Grandpa Porter, however, knew his old friend well.
He could sense that Luther, hadn't finished his words, and his profound eyes slightly squinted in anticipation.
Quite right.
"But, Camilla, after all, did fall into the water, and was given a scare," Grandpa Luther, squinted his eyes slightly, watching Sandra as he chuckled again.
"Sandra, later, you should apologize to her formally."
His demeanor was gentle and kind.
"That child is simple and kind.
