Suddenly, a voice with the same timbre but a different tone and pitch seemed to echo in his ears, "Finn Wilson..."
Whenever Viola Harris was with him, she would always cling tightly to his neck, calling his full name in a cat-like manner over and over by his ear.
Finn Wilson abruptly suppressed his thoughts, a strong heat surging through his body.
After sitting for a while, around seven o'clock, the group left.
The three older folks returned to South Hill Villa to rest. Owen Moreland helped Amelia Clarke freshen up briefly and settled her to sleep. Three servants changed the little ones' diapers and fed them some formula.
Finn Wilson, Alexander Scott, Lily Scott, and Edward Abel walked to the parking lot, entered the car, and watched as two business sedans and one lady's sedan drove away but did not start the engine.
Viola Harris's figure emerged in his mind and refused to fade away.
