Chapter 927

Tom, being very sensible, patted my hand and spoke like an adult, "Miss, is that woman doing something bad to Mr. White? Whatever you need me to do, just tell me. I'll do it well."

I was surprised at his sharpness and intelligence. He saw through things more clearly than most adults. He got to the crux of the matter in one sentence.

"How did you know?" I asked, puzzled.

A teenager like him correctly guessing Jasmine's actions was truly impressive.

Tom gave me a proud smile. Then, he said mischievously, "Of course, I know. That woman is a terrible person, and we hate her. She always complained about us being dirty. Once, I asked her what a bar in the city was like, but she pinched her nose and told me to stay away from her. It made me cry.

"She told Grandpa she wanted to help develop our village, but she didn't do anything. She just followed Mr. White around all day, bringing him water and even cooking for him, but he never accepted anything he gave her.

"There was even one time