Chapter 635 The Joy of Raising Children

Evelyn had the water all set for Noomi. When Noomi burst in, Evelyn was shaking the baby bottle, trying to get that formula to mix faster in the warm water. Noomi latched onto Evelyn's leg, standing on her tippy-toes, arms stretched out, "Grandma, I'm starving!"

Evelyn handed over the bottle, "Here you go, kiddo. Chill out a bit, will ya? And next time, no more running around like a maniac, okay?"

"Okay," Noomi said, taking a big gulp from the bottle and flashing a sweet smile, "Thanks, Grandma."

Evelyn gave Noomi's head a gentle pat. Taking care of Hubert, Boris, and Noomi could be a real grind, but those little moments of sweetness made it all worth it.

That was probably what they called the joy of raising kids.

Bittersweet happiness!

Noomi dashed out of the kitchen with the bottle, almost a blur. She stumbled her way straight to the playroom.

Phoebe, worried Noomi might faceplant, got up and followed her. She watched as Noomi squeezed between Hubert and Boris, her chubby foot knocking over the little block house they had just built. Hubert and Boris were stunned for a second, then the waterworks started.

Phoebe just shook her head.

These little accidents happened all the time. At first, Phoebe would comfort Hubert and Boris, but she soon realized it wasn't necessary.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi had this unspoken bond. Most of the time, they were more forgiving than mad at Noomi, even though she was only a few minutes younger than them.

Pamela, seeing this for the first time, rushed to comfort Hubert and Boris, encouraging them to build an even cooler and sturdier house.

Phoebe leaned against the door, watching as Hubert and Boris stopped crying and got back to building. She thought, 'A good nanny doesn't just take care of kids; she knows how to guide them too.' Phoebe was really happy with Pamela and felt a lot more relaxed.

then, her phone rang. Phoebe pulled it out and walked to the living room.

"Hey, Alfonso, what's up?"

noise in the background, "Ms. Ziegler, Noah fell

heart skipped a beat, "What?

his forehead pretty bad, might need stitches. I'm taking him to the hospital now. Can you

"Which hospital?

Phoebe didn't even bother changing clothes, just rushed to the door to put on her shoes. Evelyn heard the commotion and

Phoebe grabbed a mask and hat and bolted out

took the elevator down to the underground parking lot, jumped in her car,

If the media got wind of it, it would be

up the car, and zoomed

the private hospital. A bunch of entertainment reporters were already swarming the entrance, like

bodyguards ahead to

door. Her assistant, Lori, was waiting and quickly rushed

three stitches on his forehead. Since the cut's near his hairline, they gotta shave a bit

keep up that idol

did he even

"Word is, a popular artist from Queen Entertainment pulled a dirty trick. When Noah was stepping off the stage, that artist pretended to lose balance and bumped into him, making him. fall and hit his forehead

a beat at the mention of Queen Entertainment. She steadied

T-shirt, was leaning against the door, scrolling through his phone with a cold

convince him, "Noah, please get the wound treated. In this heat, it

eyes lit up, "Ms. Ziegler,

nonchalant

"Phoebe,

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