Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

The housekeeper hurriedly shook her head. "Miss Yard, I beg your pardon? Mrs. Fowler's son, Chris, is twenty-three this year. This is Young Master Pierre's son, one of the twins." After that, the housekeeper realized that she had revealed too much information, so she quickly added in a low voice, "Miss Yard, this isn't a fact known to the public, so please..." "Oh, I understand. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

"This way, please."

Selena tried to look into the house with the corner of her eye, but the residence was designed in such a way that there was a corridor before the living room, so she practically saw nothing. Left with no choice, she left the place.

Feeling bored, Jameson crashed into Helen's embrace. Helen helped him wipe the grease off his mouth and asked, "What did you eat? Your mouth is greasy."

"Grandma, I heard there were guests. Where are they?" Jameson let her clean his mouth.

"They're gone."

Jameson pouted in disappointment. "I feel so bored. I wanna go to the kindergarten to meet Juniper and the pretty lady."

Helen stroked his head. "Have you finished your homework? If you haven't, Grandpa might spank you when he comes home."

Jameson pursed his lips. "I'll play with someone else!"

he turned and ran

off, returned. In an instant, the smile on Helen's face vanished, and it was difficult to tell what was on

you give it to her?" Helen took a sip of the

like what you had told me, I passed the gift to

"Did she say anything?"

told me to

so young and capable. It

didn't understand what Helen had said, but she didn't ask

praising that Helen was beautiful, elegant, well-mannered, and benevolent. It was as though Helen was the

she just said that these were little things Helen bought during her trips, which

the tea bags were tastefully designed, so Linda

I wonder if Mrs. Fowler just put it in

was driving, took a look at the bookmark. It was indeed made from

purple pansies was silence,

she understood what message Helen was trying to convey to