“That's all we can do.” Joyce shrugged.

After that, she left to work on her tasks.

Natalie continued watching the fashion show, and after she finished with it, she closed the website and started sketching and creating the design drafts on her sketchpad.

When it was time to clock out, she received a text message from Shane which read: I have another meeting later. Silas will pick you and the children up.

In response, Natalie typed: Alright. You get back to work now and come home earlier.

Shane acknowledged with a brief 'okay' and nothing else.

Natalie let out a sigh and put her phone back in her bag.

Out of the blue, someone knocked on the door.

Natalie squeezed her fingers, and as she exercised them, she answered, “Please come in.”

The office door was pushed open and in came Silas. “Madam.”

“Mr. Campbell.” Natalie raised an eyebrow in amazement.

She didn't expect that he would be there so soon.

“Mr. Shane asked me to send you back to the villa,” Silas added as he pushed his glasses up.

Natalie left her seat. “I know. He told me. Let's go then.”

“Yes, Madam,” Silas answered. He then drove heading to the kindergarten to pick up the children.

the villa, it was already seven o'clock, and dinner was readily served by

to Natalie several times, looking like she had something to say but reverted to silence

down her fork and asked, “Mrs.

that, the two children turned to look

put her palms together under

was amused by her adorable posture, and she reached out, patting her

squinted exactly like how Shane would and asked, “Mrs. Wilson, do you have something to

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

“Mrs. Wilson, just say it.

today and asked me to clean up a room for Jacqueline,” Mrs.

instant. Mrs.

the soup nonchalantly, Natalie answered, “Ah, I

to that, Mrs. Wilson couldn't help but be taken aback. “Madam, won't

going to say, Natalie put down the spoon and answered with a rather disconsolate expression, “What purpose would it serve

Wilson was tongue-tied

did you just say that Ms. Graham

to stay with us.” Before Natalie could answer, Sharon started throwing tantrum and slammed her spoon on

to thot, the two children turned to look ot

nothing on it. Mommy looks fontostic.” Shoron put her polms together under her chin which produced o blossoming

ond she reoched out, potting her

squinted exoctly like how Shone would

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

replied, “Mrs. Wilson,

Shone colled home todoy ond osked me to cleon up o room for Jocqueline,” Mrs. Wilson soid tentotively os she

understood her words in on instont. Mrs. Wilson is worried thot I'll

soup noncholontly, Notolie onswered, “Ah, I

to thot, Mrs. Wilson couldn't

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