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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they were coming home today, so she was waiting

swept her gaze around the house with her sleepy eyes. In a haze, she

her dad’s neck and went right to

really drowsy. Carlos said, “Let her sleep for a while longer. I’ll put

Debbie nodded in agreement.

a low voice, “How long has she been

she changed into her slippers and

then. Let her

Carlos came downstairs. He told Miranda, “Debbie and I aren’t having dinner at home tonight, Mom.

Evelyn.”

asked casually,

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

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