梦境 18

"There seems to be a story. I'm not sure if she's raising a child without family registration, but she's simply being too careful to say that."

Tony said with a look of conviction. Felix, who was staring at the child with a rubbing of his chin, sighed with annoyance.

"It could be sponsorship. You said she's a child without parents."

"The child's home is good for sponsorship."

"You said you lived in La Jolla."

La Jolla was a wealthy village in San Diego that recognized. The neighborhood along the beach smells cute and rich people's unique money. It was a neighborhood that smelled like money even when I saw a house or street.

Just because you live in a rich village with such high land prices, you won't be an orphan without money. Why does Isaac, who barely runs a small flower shop due to his ability, send money? Isn't Isaac supposed to be sponsored?

I can't make a bouquet of flowers, and I'm still blunt in the service industry, so I'm worried if I'm paying for the rental fee of the store.

"And with simple sponsorship, we're not going to be this strict about security."

"Well…."

"I feel like the florist might be his father or family under one circumstance or another. I think that's a pretty good relationship."

Felix drooled. The explanation made me even more stunned. Who would have imagined that Isaac would have a hidden child? I can't believe that a letter written with all my heart was for a three-year-old child. It wouldn't feel like this if an unknown baby hit the back of the head while walking on the street.

"Oh, my God, that's the way it is, what the hell is Dear Benjamin to a baby!"

It was a moment when I was angry because I couldn't stand it. As if it was a squeeze, everyone around me began to say "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" with their eyes wide open and fingers on their lips.

"Are these crazy? What are you doing?"