Amelia was stunned. Grandpa and Eldest Uncle were talking about her father? Were they trying to find her father and send her to him? Amelia pursed her lips and clenched her fists.
The parrot, Seven, poked its head out from the crack of the study door and exclaimed, "Daddy! Daddy!"
George turned around and saw Amelia standing at the door, at a loss. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand.
"Mia." George immediately walked forward and picked Amelia up.
Amelia pursed her lips and tears welled up in her eyes. "Eldest Uncle, are you sending Mia away?"
"No." George immediately shook his head. "Eldest Uncle is just chatting with Grandpa."
Old Master Walton's stern face softened a lot as he comforted her. "Mia will always be the little princess of the Walton family. No one can take you away."
