Chapter 293: That child and Ji Han were very similar when they were young_1

Charlotte, carrying Abigail Trent's little backpack, had just picked her up from kindergarten.

Just as they neared Caeser Mansion, Abigail Trent, who had been chattering to her all the way, suddenly twisted her head and ran towards a flower bed.

Charlotte also hurried over when she saw this scene: "Sir, do you need help?"

Mr. King stared at the child's face for a moment when she came over and held his hand. He felt a moment of familiar déjà vu, as if he had met her somewhere before, but he, as an old man, rarely goes out of the King Clan's door. Even when he did go out, it was for emergencies. When would he have time to meet such a small child?

Upon hearing the voice, Mr. King looked at the woman who was carrying the backpack and heading towards him: "I'm fine, just a little tired. I was going to sit for a while, but since this child says the flower bed feels cold, I won't sit now."

Charlotte politely nodded her head, then looked down at Abigail Trent: "Abigail, let's go home."