Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison novel Chapter 303

He decided to let Elsie meet his son and see what his son would like to do.

Robert arranged the meeting to be in a park this time.

However, not long after Freddie took his son to the park, he took his son to a community next to the park.

In the end, everyone met in an apartment.

This was the first time that Georgia and Elsie had met Benton. He always walked with his head down. His hair was a bit long, and the hair in the front was long enough to cover his eyes. He did not raise his head, so Georgia could not see his face clearly.

She could only be sure that this was a person who was autistic and quiet but shy and refused to approach the outside world. He would only listen to Freddie. When Freddie told him to have a seat and have some tea, Benton did so obediently.

"Benton, I took you here today to meet some people. They'll talk to you later. If you don't like it, just come out, and we'll leave together. Do you understand?"

Benton didn't speak and only sat here quietly. Freddie's eyes were full of worry for his son.

But in the end, Robert, Georgia, Freddie, and those bodyguards all went away. Only Benton and Elsie were left.

Some things were privacy. Some scars could only be shared among themselves.

After everyone left, Elsie squatted directly in front of Benton.

Benton was sitting on the sofa, and Elsie sat on the floor, beside Benton's feet. This way Elsie could see Benton's eyes and all his reactions when she looked up.

"My name is Elsie. Maybe you don't know me. Maybe we met at the orphanage before. But it's too far away, and I'm not sure whether we've spoken back then."

After she finished her words, Benton's eyes were still motionless like a doll. Elsie lowered her head and smiled, then she looked up again and continued.

"It doesn't matter whether we've met or not, but I've lived in the same orphanage as you. Chase was the director of the orphanage. He always bullied us, and the orphanage was in a bad atmosphere. Everyone fought for food to survive. Older children beat younger children. Younger children depended on older children to bully even younger children. I'm sure you've experienced it too, right?"

Benton still did not respond when he heard her. He seemed lost in his own world, unable to hear any words from the outside world. Elsie neither fell silent nor felt discouraged. Instead, she started to mutter to herself.