Chapter <b>269 </b>


    Although the coach didn’t explicitly say it, Maggie could guess what he meant after hearing his words.


    In fact, even if the coach hadn’t mentioned <b>it</b>, she would have deduced that Isabe’s interest in fencing was probably influenced by Franklin or Julia.


    She didn’t have much to say about it.


    Although she had given up the custody of Isabe, and she would likely be less involved in her future, Isabe was still a part of her. Even if they grew apart in the future, she still hoped that her daughter would have a good life.


    It was enough that fencing was beneficial to Isabe.


    As for who influenced her to learn fencing, that didn’t matter much to Maggie.


    While Isabe was training, Maggie didn’t constantly watch her.


    In the morning, as Isabe’s training was about to end, Maggie was looking up some information on her phone when someone suddenly appeared beside her.


    Maggie paused, and when she looked up, she met Franklin’s deep gaze.


    She nced at him for a moment before quickly looking away.


    Franklin asked, “What model’s data is this?”


    Maggie put her phone away, not answering his question.


    Before Franklin could say more, Isabe, just finishing her training, took off her mask and ran over, calling out,


    “Dad!”


    Franklin smiled and rubbed her head. “Finished with training?<b>” </b>


    “Mm!” Isabe replied, then turned to Maggie and asked her to help wipe her sweat. She looked up at both Franklin and Maggie and said, “I’m hungry. Let’s go eat lunch!”


    Franklin nodded. “Okay.”


    Isabe asked Maggie, “Mom, what do you want to eat?”


    After wiping the sweat off, Maggie withdrew her hand and said, “I have something to do, so I won’t be joining you


    for lunch.”


    Isabe paused for a moment, not saying anything.


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    To be honest, she wasn’t surprised by Maggie’s response.


    Because it had happened many times before, just like now–when she and her dad wanted to eat with her mom, her mom always said she was too busy.


    She had thought that since her mom had spent the whole morning with her and didn’t seem too busy, maybe they could have lunch together today.


    But unexpectedly…


    Thinking about it, she pouted slightly, lowered her head, and softly murmured, “Oh.”


    At that moment, Franklin spoke, “Let’s have lunch together. If you don’t want me to ask you things you don’t want to talk about, I won’t ask.”


    Maggie didn’t want to have lunch with them mainly because she didn’t want to hear him talk about things that made her ufortable.


    But it wasn’t just because of that.


    She said, “It’s fine, you two go ahead and eat.”


    She could have lunch with Isabe, but there was no need to join them both.


    Her tone


    calm but firm.


    Franklin nced at her, smiled, and didn’t push further. “Alright then.”


    Isabe naturally wasn’t happy when she heard this.


    She pursed her lips and looked at Maggie, her eyes starting to redden.


    Maggie hesitated for a moment, then gently rubbed her head. “Next time, when mom has time, I’ll go eat with you.”


    Hearing Maggie’sforting words, Isabe still couldn’t feelpletely happy.


    But she wasn’t as disappointed and sad as she was earlier. She softly muttered an “Oh.”


    Maggie felt like she had said enough. She picked up her bag, ready to leave, but seeing that Isabe was relucta her to go, she quickly went over and grabbed her hand.


    She looked up at Maggie and asked, “Mom, can youe with me to thepetition next month?<b>” </b>


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