"You don't have to tell me what to do, I know that," Timothy said.

When night fell, Timothy squirmed restlessly in his seat. He couldn't help but send Ginger a message. "What are you doing?"

But there was no reply, and he became agitated.

Loosening his tie, he stood in front of the window and looked at the lights emitting from other houses.

He could almost imagine how lively the Lane residence was now, but it had nothing to do with him.

He seemed forlorn.

Soon, his phone beeped. Timothy instinctively stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and ran to grab his phone.

To his surprise, his hand was trembling, and his heart was racing.

When he opened his WhatsApp, he found that it wasn't a reply from Ginger but a message from a group chat that tagged everyone.

Timothy became downhearted right away. He left the group chat in annoyance.

Why must they tag everyone at this critical moment? Were they crazy or something?

phone aside grumpily, Timothy rubbed his temples. He couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't

he himself wouldn't

the Lane residence was brightly lit. All the maids were busy preparing tonight's

room, helping him

as she knew, Sage did not like so many things piling up in his room. However,

large telescope. She felt that it looked quite

the family also bought Sage telescopes, and she researched some telescope brands. However, she could not recognize this particular

to keep it out of so many

glanced at the telescope and asked, "Why did

easy

could not find one. After all, limited-edition telescopes were like luxurious bags in the eyes of

took a bit of luck and effort to acquire such

his room,

asked, "How is Sage?

This is his home after all, so I'm sure he can adapt well. But there are too many presents, and he doesn't like them

room, So

to sort them out. He'll be here in a minute. By the way,

"I bought one. I think the others bought a few as well. But

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