As soon as Stephen Thompson’s voice fell, his mobile phone suddenly vibrated on the desktop.
The call was from Charlie.
He hurriedly wiped away his tears, pretending to be a normal call, and respectfully said: “Master!”
Charlie pushed out of the orphanage at this time. On the side of the road at the entrance of the orphanage, holding the phone in his hand, he said, “Steward Thompson, thank you for all these years.”
Stephen Thompson hurriedly said, “Master, what are you talking about? Why don’t you understand me?”
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