Chapter 20

Emma Rosy froze for a moment. "Auntie, how can you know such a shameless woman?"

Suddenly, a soft and sticky voice, Keira popped out from behind Emma Rosy, then looked at Marisa Darcy again, and said with disgust, "No wonder so shameless, so ugly-looking." Marisa Miller: "............"

Alex Brown' deep black eyes stared firmly at the little girl in front of him, a small, soft mass, the girl looks like just under two years old. Looking at the dimples on the baby's face, Alex Brown' heart softened and he couldn't help but think of the child that Emma Rosy died in childbirth. Whose child is this?

Alex Brown suspected. "Uncle, didn't your parents ever teach you that it's rude to stare at someone all the time?" Keira beamed and glared at Alex Brown, this uncle was so annoying that he kept staring at her. Even though she was good looking, he would be shy to stare at her all the time. Keira crossed her arms and continued, "Uncle, if you keep staring at Keira, I'll think you like me."

"Eh.