Her Seven Little Bodyguards

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Knowing that they'd be visiting, Alistair had made the preparations. Even so, he was quite surprised to see so many

kids showing up before him all at once. "Nice to meet you all. Come over here." He looked at the kids fondly while

beaming from ear to ear. These kids were all indescribably cute. At the sight of them, he loved them so much that

he couldn't bear to part with them.

"Nice to meet you, Old Mr. Jones and Mr. William." Vania and Hanson greeted the Joneses out of courtesy before

handing the presents in their hands to them. "I know that you like to play chess, so I specially brought you a chess

set made of marble. I hope you'll like it." She designed the chess set by herself.

"Let me take a look." Alistair instantly became interested. After taking the box containing the chess set from her, he

opened it immediately, and his eyes instantly lit up with surprise. "The chess set is indeed made of high-quality

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marble, and the design is unique. You've got a good eye, miss." This was his first time seeing such uniquely-styled

chess pieces.

Vania replied, "You flatter me, Old Mr. Jones. How could ordinary chess sets be good enough for you?" She had to

choose something of top quality to give to Alistair as a present, of course.

"Do you know how to play chess?" Alistair looked at Vania with interest. However, as soon as he looked at her, he

was stunned. He hadn't looked closely just now. Only now did he feel there was something special about her, and he

looked at her with apparent scrutiny.

Vania didn't expect the look in Alistair's eyes to change so greatly. She got somewhat suspicious; Liam also had such

a look in his eyes when he saw her for the first time.

Sitting next to Alistair, William—Bryan's father—was startled as well. Why would she look so much like my sis?

William ranked ten among his siblings, so he still remembered his sister very well.

Meeting their questioning eyes, Vania nodded. "I can play a little."

Upon hearing her voice, Alistair finally came to his senses and asked about something unrelated to the subject.

"How old are you this year?"

Vania was dumbfounded for a moment. Then, she answered, "I'm 23 years old now." She didn't understand why he

would ask about her age all of a sudden.

Hanson didn't know the reason for that as well, so he kept searching his mind for all information about the Jones

Family.

"You're 23, too," Alistair said with a sigh for no reason. Then, he asked, "What does your mother do for a living?"

William also asked curiously, "You look like your mother, no?"

Vania was totally dumbstruck at the moment. She recalled how Liam had asked her such questions about her

mother when they met for the first time. Instead of giving a direct answer, she asked in reply, "Do I look like

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someone you know, Old Mr. Jones?"

Alistair replied without hiding anything, "Yes, you do. You look very much like my daughter." My daughter got lost 23

years ago, though she was already 23 years old at the time.

Alistair replied without hiding anything, "Yes, you do. You look very much like my daughter." My daughter got lost 23

years ago, though she was already 23 years old at the time.

No wonder Liam asked me such questions when we met for the first time, thought Vania. She replied with a smile,

"What an honor it is, then. Unfortunately, my mother has passed away."

"Sigh." Alistair instantly let out a sigh with disappointment written all over his face. He had never met Vania's

mother before, but when he heard that she had passed away, he was instantly overwhelmed with grief.

Vania asked, "Old Mr. Jones, do you recognize my mother?" She was somewhat puzzled. If he couldn't recognize her

mother, why would he look so sad?

Alistair shook his head. "It's a coincidence that you look a little like my daughter. I felt that your mother would look

more like my daughter, so I asked you those questions. Sorry that I brought up your painful memory."

"It's okay, Old Mr. Jones. You don't have to overthink it. I do look like my mother."

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