Ceo's Mysterious Fiancee by Piper Dunlap
Chapter 78
Chapter 78
I Will Have Breakfast With Paige
Get Bogus
After taking a shower, Paige turned on her laptop and was dealing with a private matter when she heard a knock on the door.
“Sweetie, are you asleep? I am bringing something to eat for you.”
“Not yet.”
Paige’s slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, then she closed the laptop and got up to open the door.
“I’m worried that you didn’t get full when dating Martin. Are you hungry? I asked the chef to cook these for you.”
When Paige saw the meals on the tray, she was a little surprised. “Barbecue?”
“I heard young guys like barbecue. Doesn’t it smell good?”
Danica put down the tray and looked at Paige with a smile.
Paige picked up a string and naturally put it in front of Danica.
Danica was pleased, and she said, “Thank you, my baby… Just have it yourself. You have worked hard these two days. You must be
tired. You have just returned to our family and haven’t had a good rest…..”
“I am good.”
“It’s quite fun.” Paige ate the barbecue.
At least it was not as boring as it was at school.
Danica heard it and got happier. “Let others do trivial things. When you have time, I will take you shopping, have afternoon tea, and have a beauty ritual… We can have a short trip or a long journey together… You can choose the place. If you like it, we will be happy to
go with you.”
“Okay.” Paige raised her eyes and smiled.
“Have you been used to it at home? Is there anything that needs to be improved? For example, the bed is too hard and the curtains
too thin? Do you dislike any decoration? Or the taste…”
are all pretty
sensible girl in front. She really did not understand why the Tate family treated Paige
was a good
heard that Mr. Stowe sent someone to deliver
eyes, and there was a trace of surprise inside. How did
your father and asked what flavor of afternoon tea you liked. You
don’t know much about your taste. Fortunately,
was somewhat surprised
He knows clearly what
he really likes you,” Danica
full of you. With such a partner,
put her hand on Paige’s. At this time, she saw
has been a silent, cold, serious, and unapproachable
you. His love is
we heard that he had designed a bracelet for a girl… Later, don’t
Have Brookfart
1/3
Get Boyus
him down.”
“Okay.”
her wrist. The bright diamonds were shining under the light, just like
seemed that Paige really did not give
did not know what
dressed up. She deliberately picked a black suspender dress. Her hair was tied up high, revealing
Patricia is so
Patricia’s neck. “You look much
me. I knew it
Paige was wearing a simple dress, the cold aura emitted
woman.
paused, and then she smiled. “Ms. Patricia, your face is graceful. Everything on your face reveals you are a noblewoman from a wealthy family. You look very much like Mrs. Lusk. And she looks
will like my dress
skin was fair, her
her heart. “If I were Mr. Stowe, I would have fallen in love with you right now
be more confident. You will be the most eye-catching woman
Mr. Stowe arrives.
sleeping. Do you want
excitement in her
downstairs.
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In Chapter 78 of the Ceo's Mysterious Fiancee series,A man named Tyrell Tate is having dinner with his daughter, Paige, who is not biologically related to him. Three months ago, when Tyrell was seriously ill and in need of blood, it was discovered that Paige was not related to him. After recovering from his illness, Tyrell found his biological daughter, Abbigail, and Paige's biological parents came forward. Paige's biological mother wants to take her back, and this may be their last meal together as father and daughter. Lindsey, Tyrell's wife, is annoyed with Paige's behavior, and Abbigail offers to send Paige off. Abbigail feels a sense of superiority over Paige's poor family in Hidalgo County.... Will this Chapter 78 author Novels online mention any details. Follow Chapter 78 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.