Chapter 125

Berliana Has a Plan

"Dad, come to Dellwood! See grandpa. He, he—is in terrible shape, daddy!" Han again expressed his hope.

It was difficult to persuade his father; Philip remained unmoved and did not answer his son's request.

At the ranch, Lerina visits all the horses there and asks many questions. The little horse that had just been born did not escape his attention.

"Mother, I will make this horse belong to Rain," said Lerina while stroking the head of a pure white foal.

"Up to you." Laura took some hay and gave it to the foal.

"It's almost dark, why haven't they come back yet?" Laura looked out into the woods where her husband and son were riding.

His eyes returned to sadness, remembering the problems they were facing now.

At this time, Han and Philip were seen from a distance. They rode their horses separately, Philip in front and Han behind.

"You can guess, your father definitely refused Han's invitation," whispered Laura, who was not excited again.

Lerina, who had been