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 home. Wake

home today, so

at Debbie and swept her gaze around the house with her sleepy eyes. In a haze,

her dad’s neck and went right to sleep

little girl seemed really drowsy. Carlos said, “Let her sleep for a while

Debbie nodded in agreement.

a low voice, “How long has she been asleep? If she sleeps now, she’ll be

minutes,” Debbie said as she changed into her slippers and walked into the Living room

then. Let her

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 you

Evelyn.”

nodded and asked

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