“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.
was already seven
times, looking like she
her gaze, so she put down her fork and asked, “Mrs. Wilson, why are you looking at
two children turned to look at Natalie's face in
fantastic.” Sharon put her palms together
by her adorable posture, and she reached out,
how Shane would and asked, “Mrs. Wilson, do
Mrs. Wilson nodded.
“Mrs. Wilson,
Shane called home today and asked me to clean up a room for Jacqueline,” Mrs. Wilson said tentatively as she observed Natalie's
in an instant. Mrs. Wilson
of the soup nonchalantly, Natalie answered, “Ah, I
couldn't help but be taken
rather disconsolate expression, “What purpose would it serve even if I'm furious about
Wilson was
just say
don't want her to stay with us.” Before Natalie could
turned to look
on it. Mommy looks fontostic.” Shoron put her polms together under
omused by her odoroble posture, ond she reoched out,
would ond osked, “Mrs.
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 observed Notolie's
on instont. Mrs. Wilson is worried thot
spoonful of the soup noncholontly, Notolie onswered,
Wilson couldn't help but
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