Wesley had not expected her to cooperate and froze.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me you needed grey hair? I have a head full of it. Just take mine!" Rose said.

"Rose, I don't need yours because your gray hair isn't formed the same way as other people's grey hair."

"Alright, then!" Rose said sheepishly.

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Rendered helpless, Wesley said, "I didn't remember the research until I saw the gray hair on Irene's head... I don't need that many!"

Shea knew what Wesley was trying to do and immediately dragged Kiara away.

Wesley untied Irene's ponytail and her hair fell to her shoulders. Despite his efforts, he could not find one. Taking a deep breath, Wesley plucked a black strand of Irene's hair. "Dad, let me see," Rose asked, curious as to how her hair would be different from Irene's.

Wesley had never had such a huge panic attack before as he had never told such a blatant lie in his life.

try asking Irene if you can look through her hair." Wesley hurried back

looks so

knowing what

all hair look the same?" she

I had

see any as well..." Rose searched through Irene's hair, but she could not find any grey hair. "I guess my dad took

chuckled. "What a coincidence! I only had

My husband has

said with a smile

changing your hairstyle? We have a membership card, and Rose can

now, Mom!" Inspired by the idea, Rose immediately dragged Irene out the door, while Kiara went into the room to retrieve the camera and

Shea shouted as she stood by

I'll keep you updated," Rose promised as

them off and reminded the driver to follow them wherever

to Layla and

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