"Charles." I faced him again but this time my expression darkened, as expected he was averting his eyes again. "Say it." I raised my hands in the air. "Who are these?" saying, I asked nervously.

I bowed down. In my mind, I feel like I want to cover both ears, I don't want to hear what he has to answer, I regret asking that.

"Mia!" Charles took the garment from my hand. My forehead furrowed in shock at his actions. "Grandpa George will scold us for that!" He also walked with a frown as he put them in Grandpa George's clothes bag. "Grandpa George told me it is his stuff...