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Seeing him return, Evelyn Smith's eyes instantly filled with light. She quickly walked to Leo Harrell's side, her hands subconsciously grasping his arm, assuming a demure, bird-like demeanor.
"You go ahead."
In recent days, Leo Harrell had clearly felt Evelyn's growing concern for Arthur, which greatly comforted him, and his attitude towards her had softened considerably.
This change was precisely what Evelyn had hoped to see. Sensing the absence of the previous coldness in Leo's words, she was overjoyed; her plan had indeed had some effect.
"Arthur, your auntie is here." Evelyn entered the room, gently patted Arthur's back, and to any uninformed observer, she would have seemed truly sincere in her interaction with Arthur.
Seeing Arthur's adorable face and his pure, flawless complexion, Evelyn felt an urge to tear him apart, yet she restrained herself.
"Hurry and get him dressed, there's not much time left."