Chapter 319 The Little Marshmallow’s Crushing Blow
- He turned and glanced at Conrad Heathcliff. Conrad was buried in work—only grinding through tasks could quiet the twisted tightness in his chest for a moment.
- Little Pinecone was bold and easygoing. Even though this stranger was icy as a fridge, he didn’t feel scared or awkward.
- “Daddy, when are we getting to Drumston?”