Amelia Foster finally let out a breath of relief.
"By the way, does she usually really like Atlas Shaw?" Jeremiah May suddenly asked.
Huh? Amelia froze for a moment, then glanced at the LCD screen by her daughter's side—wasn't that very same big star Atlas Shaw on it. "This… I'm not really sure, I usually don't let her watch much TV."
Also because of their circumstances, in the place they were living now, they'd have to spend their own Money to buy a TV. Even though TVs weren't that expensive these days, Amelia was afraid that if she bought one, it might affect her son's studies, so she hadn't bought one for the time being.
But the little one said, "Mm, Nannan likes Atlas." As if this answer was something she had said hundreds, thousands of times, it came out so smooth, so natural.
Even Amelia and Clarence Xenos beside her were both stunned; this was the first time they'd seen the little one say she liked this big star.
