He sighed resignedly.

“Blame you?”

Suppressing her laughter, Debbie pretended to be indifferent.

“Yes, blame me. You’re good at holding grudges. Let go of me. I want to get out.”

The car had arrived at the manor. Debbie got out first. Then Carlos carried the sleeping Piggy out and caught up to her.

The housemaids grabbed the suitcases and carried them into the villa.

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back and said, “Piggy, baby… We’re

they were coming home today,

eyes. She Looked at Debbie and swept her gaze around the house

dad’s neck and

on the jet lag-the little girl seemed really drowsy. Carlos said, “Let her sleep for a while longer.

Debbie nodded in agreement.

been asleep? If she sleeps now,

into her slippers

Let her

in the kids’ room, Carlos came downstairs. He told Miranda, “Debbie and I aren’t having dinner at home tonight, Mom. Get the chef to cook up something for

Evelyn.”

nodded and asked casually, “Going

Barlow Aston’s one-hundredth birthday. We’re invited

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