Chapter 79: Chapter 79



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Justin’s heart stopped beating for a moment. Only when he saw that she managed to regain her balance did he finally relax.

When he wanted to see what it looked like, rows of aircraft icons suddenly ran across the screen.

After studying the interface with a frown for a while, she finally turned off the visual effects of the virtual present. However, when he looked again, he discovered that sweetcherry had already turned off the camera.

For some reason, he felt a little disappointed.

He shook his head, finding her behavior rather comical.

She was nothing more than a girl he had interacted with a few times, why was he so curious about what she looked like?

He tossed the cell phone aside. The girl’s tender voice rang in his headphones. “Thanks for the planes, Sponsor Grandpa! Mwah!”

For some reason, Justin felt a little unhappy.

He had given her so many planes, but why wasn’t he dedicating any flying kisses to her?

As a result, another row of 9999 airplane icons scrolled across the screen.

After sending the gift, he came back to reality. He felt that he must be out of his mind….

Then, he hears the excited little girl exclaim, “Wow, Dad, you’re awesome too! Mwah!”

The corners of Justin’s lips couldn’t help but curve upward.

Two hours later, Cherry stopped playing and got ready for dinner.

After finishing the live broadcast, she sat back in her chair with her chin resting on her hands and looked at the top two names on the fan list.

Sponsor Grandfather was still in first place with a total of almost $800,000 in donations.

Dad was in second place with a total of about $600,000 in donations.

She felt at ease and had no qualms about accepting her father’s money. However, it seemed that the Grandfather Sponsor didn’t know her at all….

Cherry opened a private chat window and sent him a voice message.

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At the Smith’s.

Although he had ordered a steak the day before, Ian had stopped eating after taking a single bite.

He rested in bed in a daze until now.

Watching Sweetcherry’s live feed seemed to have become the only thing he looked forward to each day.

Ian was frowning.

On his handsome face, there was a contemplative look in his eyes.

He had seen what sweetcherry looked like when his mask fell off a moment ago, and his face looked vaguely familiar.

It was as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Although he couldn’t remember where he might have seen a face like that before, it nevertheless gave him a sense of kinship.

Ian smiled bitterly.

Maybe life was just too boring. Or maybe it was because he just seemed so adorable and intelligent?

He was about to toss the cell phone aside when he heard a beeping notification.

When Ian picked it up again, he discovered that sweetcherry had sent him a private message, “Grandpa Sponsor, do you want to play? I can guide you, yes.”

Play?

The truth was that Ian wasn’t interested, but he didn’t have the courage to refuse the girl’s kindness. So, he replied, “How are you going to guide me?”

Beep! Another notification sounded.

He clicked it, “Let’s add each other as friends first! Do you have a Facebook account, Sponsor Grandpa? After we add each other as friends, I’ll be able to add you to the game from my friends list.”

Ian replied, “Yes, I do.”

Sweetcherry sent him a link to her Facebook page.

Ian logged into the Facebook account he hadn’t touched in years. He had only registered the account for Yvette in the past.

He looked down, suppressed the discomfort in his heart and added sweetcherry as a friend.

Her Facebook name was Cherry Smith.

She approved the friend request as soon as he sent it.

Afterward, Cherry sent him several photos.

Puzzled, Ian responded with a question mark: ‘?’

Cherry sent him a voicemail: “Sponsor Grandpa, as of today you are under my care. You must remember to log on to Facebook every day and send me messages, okay? We must keep the sparks of our friendship going.”

Sparks?

Ian was confused.

Cherry sent another message, “We must not let the sparks of our friendship die out! When we send messages to each other for seven days, our sparks of friendship will burn brightly! After another few days, our little friendship ship will set sail and end up becoming a giant ferry!”

“…”

Ian fell silent. He couldn’t help but feel that kids were making up some pretty ridiculous things these days.

However, when he thought back to what she had said, he replied, “Okay.”

After he answered, it was time for dinner. The butler came in and asked, “Sir, would you care for some oatmeal?”

Ian clenched his jaw.

He had no appetite at all, but thinking of his promise to the girl…. He would drag his life out for a few more days, he supposed. If he died the next day, the girl would probably be sad.

He said dispassionately, “Okay.”

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Elsewhere, Nora had arrived at the dance studio after being dragged there by Sheril.

The classroom was very large and had mirrors on all four sides.

As soon as she entered, she saw that there were a few young men of both genders. They were standing around a girl in the corner and chatting.

When he saw Sheril, a thin man approached and smiled shyly at her. He said, “Sheril, you’re here!”.

Sheril blushed and nodded. Then, he introduced her to Nora. “Nora, this is my boyfriend, Caden Hayes.”

Her boyfriend?

Nora sized him up carefully. She couldn’t help but feel that the man made people a little uncomfortable.

However, she didn’t say much.

Sheril introduced Nora to Caden and the two greeted each other.

At that moment, the chatter in the distance reached them.

“Really? Your family is amazing.”

“Wow, Rachel, are you going to meet Tanya Turner? I’m so envious!”

“…”

Caden was puzzled for a moment. Then, he asked with a smile, “Tanya Turner? What are you talking about?”

Someone replied, “It’s Rachel! Her mother heard that Miss Turner is coming back to America in a few days, So she specially invited her to come to her house to give her some dance lessons!”

After answering him, the group of young people gathered around Rachel and asked, “Can we join the class too, Rachel?”

Seeing everyone milling around there, Caden looked at Sheril and said, “Sheril, Rachel is your cousin, right? Can you ask her to let us join the class?”

Sheril’s expression immediately changed and she looked like she had been put on the spot.

Nora, for her part, was taken aback. “Is she your cousin?”

“Yes, Rachel is Sheril’s uncle’s daughter on the maternal side of the family. I’m sure she’ll accept if Sheril asks her.”

Nora looked at Rachel Wood, who was surrounded by everyone and basking in the spotlight.

She had wavy hair, a slender, graceful figure, a delicate aura about her. The scholarly aura around her was somewhat similar to the one Melissa had.

Only that although Melissa looked delicate, she also had a very dignified aura around her.

On the other hand, Rachel’s impersonation was sparse and didn’t make any sense, which made her look a bit shabby.

With the wall of people in between, she spoke with a great sense of superiority and said, “It’s very difficult to get Mrs. Turner to open a class. It’s not about money at all. My mother only managed to ask her to open a class for me after calling in favors from many people.”

Someone trying to flatter her said, “It’s rare for Tanya Turner to come back to the U.S., so I hear her schedule is totally full. It’s really amazing that your family was able to bring her.”

Rachel suddenly looked at Sheril. “There are already a lot of people in the class, Sheril. I may not let you join this time …”

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