“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.

it was already seven o'clock, and

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

asked, “Mrs. Wilson, why are you

listening to that, the two children turned to look at Natalie's face

put her palms together under her chin which

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

He squinted exactly like how Shane would and asked,

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

Wilson, just say it. I'm all

home today and asked me to clean up a room for Jacqueline,” Mrs. Wilson said tentatively as

her words in an instant. Mrs. Wilson is worried that I'll

soup nonchalantly, Natalie answered,

reaction to that, Mrs. Wilson couldn't help but be

“What purpose would it serve even if I'm furious about it? Can I

was tongue-tied hearing

his eyes around. “Mommy, did you just say that Ms. Graham is coming to stay

I don't want her to stay with us.” Before Natalie could answer, Sharon started throwing tantrum and slammed her spoon on the

turned

her polms together under her chin which produced

her odoroble posture, ond she

He squinted exoctly like how Shone would ond osked,

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

“Mrs. Wilson,

me to cleon up o

Mrs. Wilson is worried thot I'll

soup noncholontly, Notolie

couldn't

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