If he misheard the words Little Tail, then what about when she called him little brother?
His Little Tail used to call him that way.
Even the tone with which she called little brother was identical to his Little Tail's.
He had considered the possibility that Little Tail might still be alive, but after searching for so long without success, the little hope remaining in his heart had gradually turned into despair over time.
Where in the world are there so many miracles?
If even the Saxon Family's abilities couldn't find a person, could there still be a chance she was alive?
Matthew Saxon's long, narrow phoenix eyes squinted deeper, staring at the woman in his arms for a long time, his fingers gently landing at the corner of her eye dampened by tears, and slowly, a bit of extravagant hope arose in his heart.
Could it be possible that Little Tail never died at all?
