Estelle had no choice but to follow him.

After pulling her to the corner, Cristofer let go of her wrist and asked, “Star, could you do me a favor?”

Estelle frowned and asked, “What do you want me to do?”

“Pretending that we have got back together with each other in front of Grandpa,” Cristofer begged,, “The doctor said that Grandpa is not in a good condition and perhaps he won’t live long. I want him to live a happy life in his last days.”

Estelle didn’t say ...