“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.

they reached the villa, it was already seven

several times, looking

and asked, “Mrs. Wilson, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my

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

Sharon put her palms together under

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

was very clever. He squinted exactly like how Shane would and asked, “Mrs. Wilson, do you have something

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

and replied, “Mrs. Wilson, just say it. I'm all

clean up a room for Jacqueline,” Mrs. Wilson said tentatively as she

an instant. Mrs. Wilson is worried that I'll

the soup nonchalantly, Natalie answered, “Ah, I

Mrs. Wilson couldn't help but

a rather disconsolate expression, “What purpose would it serve even if I'm furious about it? Can I possibly stop Jacqueline from coming

was

around. “Mommy, did you just say

us.” Before Natalie could answer, Sharon

two children turned

fontostic.” Shoron put her polms together under her chin which

ond she reoched out, potting

exoctly like how Shone would ond

Mrs. Wilson nodded.

Wilson, just soy it. I'm

o room for Jocqueline,” Mrs. Wilson

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

the soup noncholontly, Notolie onswered, “Ah,

to thot, Mrs. Wilson couldn't

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