Tugging at my arm, Joseph said, "This is Cesar, do you remember him? You used to be close to him in your childhood."
My childhood memories had failed me, so I had no clue who Cesar Brook was.
Before I could say anything, Tara ran out and shouted, "Cesar, you're here." She went up and wanted to hug him, but he avoided her agilely.
I couldn't hold back my laughter, and Tara glared at me.
Cesar followed us into the house.
"Uncle, Auntie, hearing that you found Cara, my grandfather sent me here to have a look. Due to his leg injury, he didn't come in person."
As he spoke, he handed me a gift, "This is a gift for our first meeting, Cara. A hand-me-down from my grandma. Hearing that you were back, Grandpa urged me to give it to you now."
Tara had been indifferent all these times. At the sight of the bracelet, she no longer smiled.
"Cesar, you can't give this to her. This is Grandma's. You won't let me touch it. How can you give it to a stranger?"
Making threatening gestures, she wanted to snatch bracelet away. Preston stopped her and said, "Tara, sit tight! Act like a noble lady!"
"I see. She's back. It's all hers, isn't it? You want to drive me away, don't you!"