Became A Queen After divorce

Eating should have been quiet and relaxing, but with Pearl’s arrival, the dining room felt so noisy.

Feeling annoyed and distracted, Sam looked up at the clock on the wall.

Unknowingly, half an hour had passed since breakfast began, ten minutes longer than he had planned.

He suddenly felt a sense of unease at his rhythm being disrupted for no reason.

“Enough, Miss Pearl, I hope you can be quiet for a moment.”

“Sasha’s dumplings are getting cold, it’s not good for kids to eat cold food.”

“Okay, I, I got it.”

Embarrassed, Miss Pearl stuck out her tongue obediently and closed her mouth to eat.

Seeing Pearl being scolded by Uncle Sam, Sasha couldn’t help but speak up for her.

“It’s okay, I’m already full. Can Uncle Sam let her come and play with me often?”

Sam could consider other things, but he had to disappoint Sasha in this matter.

The answer was naturally – “No.”

“Ah? Why not, but I really like Pearl.”

The little girl hung her head in disappointment, absentmindedly poking at the food on her plate with her spoon.

Because she was too sad, her watery eyes were filled with mist, making her look especially pitiful.

Afraid that he would soften again, Sam deliberately looked away and didn’t look at her.

“Because Pearl has to go to school, and she doesn’t have time to accompany you. Sasha, you can’t mess around and delay important matters.”

“So, Pearl is going to school, I will go to school too.”

“I am currently in the nursery class, is Pearl in the senior class? When I turn five, I can go to the senior class too?”

In the world of children, there is probably only kindergarten, and the only difference is between junior, middle, and senior classes.

Pearl couldn’t help but smile wryly at the thought.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense, I have time and I’m free every day. I’ve even noted the location here, and I will come to see you in a few days.”

As for whether Sam agreed or not, that was his business.

She could come whenever she wanted, hmph!

Sam felt helpless again. Perhaps any woman with a slightly thinner skin would understand the meaning behind his words.

After procrastinating through breakfast, Sam personally drove Pearl back to the Gilliam Mansion.

Before leaving, Pearl waved reluctantly to Sasha.

“Goodbye, don’t forget me.”

The little girl nodded vigorously and replied in her childish voice, “Okay,” then shyly hid behind Giana.

“Uncle Sam, goodbye.”

Sam smiled gently, elegantly reached out a hand to pat her little head.

“Okay, go back. Remember to listen to Giana and not wander around.”

“Okay.”

Watching them leave, Sasha then turned and walked back to the mansion with Giana.

Giana still needed to clean the entire mansion, and Sasha suddenly thought of something and turned her steps back towards the kitchen.

…

Thirty minutes later, Gilliam Mansion.

The two-and-a-half-story building before them exuded a retro style.

White marble carvings, circular Roman columns, two stone lions at the entrance… combining traditional colors, and blending in with the local Buddhist culture.

It had been a long time since Pearl had returned home, and she felt strangely unfamiliar when she saw the place that had become her “home.”

“Miss Pearl, please get out of the car. Mr. Gilliam is waiting for you inside.”

Before leaving, Sam had called Declan, informing him that he would bring someone back within an hour.

Declan had planned to play golf with a few friends that day but when he heard the news, he canceled the plans and waited patiently at home.

“Change the jasmine flowers in the living room to sunflowers. I’ve mentioned it several times that Miss Pearl is allergic to the scent of jasmine.”

“I apologize, sir. I’ll have it changed right away.”

“Is the room ready?”

Brody dared not neglect this, answering respectfully, “It has been prepared according to your requirements, ensuring that Miss Pearl will be comfortable and satisfied.”

“That’s good. Pearl has always had poor health, so tell the staff at home to be more careful when serving her.”

After thinking for a moment, Declan realized he had no other questions and waved for Brody to step aside.

“You can go busy yourself.”

“Yes.”

As Brody left, the woman sitting next to Declan quietly spoke, “I can tell that Mr. really cares about Miss Pearl, I wonder what kind of person Miss Pearl is, I’m really curious.”

The weather in Tondende was much hotter than Jostrana, but Camilla was still wearing multiple layers of kimono in preparation.

When thinking about his daughter whom he hadn’t seen in four years, Declan’s heart was full of yearning and anticipation.

But there was also a tinge of melancholy.

If it wasn’t for protecting Pearl, he wouldn’t want to send her alone to live abroad.

She was so young at that time…

Although the people he sent to take care of Pearl would regularly send back photos, pictures were still pictures, and the feeling of seeing a person in real life was different.

Declan was full of images of his daughter’s beautiful and radiant young face but didn’t know how to answer Camilla’s question.

On the other side of the sofa, Libby, witnessing it all, sneered inwardly.

She also wanted to see how Pearl had changed after all these years!

Soon, Brody, who had just left, ran back excitedly.

His eyes and smile betrayed his excitement as he said to Declan, “S-sir… Mr. Hurst and Miss Pearl have arrived!”

Declan’s body trembled, and he unconsciously reached for his cane to stand up.

But he quickly felt it was inappropriate and sat back down, trying to maintain his composure.

His restrained behavior couldn’t hide his true emotions. Libby couldn’t help but feel jealous of the care and concern Declan showed.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

In the next moment, a clear and sweet voice came from outside the door, announcing her presence before seeing her.

“Dad, I’ve missed you so much.”

The woman floated elegantly like a little butterfly into her father’s arms, and their reunion naturally brought tears to their eyes.

“Pearl, you are my Pearl. Quickly, let me see my precious daughter, who I haven’t seen in over a decade.”