After Jason returned and didn't leave immediately, Scarlett knew that the next thing to deal with should be Harry's matter. Usually, if there was nothing important, Scarlett wouldn't take the initiative to look for Jason.
She was in the room studying the gun in her hand when a pair of small hands appeared on the door. A pair of jewel-like big eyes blinked, filled with fear.
"Come here," Scarlett said coldly after she had combed her hair.
Harry entered the room with his back to her, his little feet kicking the floor intermittently. "Sorry."
Scarlett was taken aback. He had been taken away since that night, but she didn't expect him to come back.
As he spoke, Harry took a flower from the pocket of his overalls and stuffed it into Scarlett's hand, then turned and ran away.
Scarlett was
