CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“We're not Daddy's biological children...” As though she had been struck by lightning, clouds of gloom hang over her adorable and pretty little face. “I understood now. I'll not say anything like not allowing Ms. Graham to move in anymore.”

“It's okay. I don't like Ms. Graham either.” Connor took his sister into his arms. “When Ms. Graham moved in, we can just ignore her.”

“Sure.” Sharon gave him a firm nod.

The children's response pained Natalie.

She couldn't help but reflect if her decision to conceal the truth from the children was right at all.

Should I reveal it to them in advance? In that way, Sharon and Connor wouldn't feel inferior anymore just because they aren't Shane's biological children.

Just as Natalie was hesitant, a commotion broke out in the living room.

“What's happening?” Connor asked in puzzlement.

Natalie shook her head. “I don't know either. You continue having your meal, and I shall go take a look.”

With that, she got up and headed to the living room.

She came to the living room just to find several people carrying a few luggage as they walked in whereas Mrs. Wilson was standing at the side, giving them instructions to carry the luggage upstairs.

“Mrs. Wilson,” Natalie called out to her.

Mrs. Wilson paused and turned around to Natalie. “Madam.”

“These are...” Natalie pointed at the luggage in their arms.

With a sigh, Mrs. Wilson returned, “It's all because of that Jacqueline. These are all her luggage. Isn't she moving in? She's having people moving her luggage beforehand.”

“I see.” Natalie squeezed her fingers.

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