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Chapter 193 Monica’s Sweet Dreams

“Got it, my brave little warriort Stanley smiled warmly. Both you and Painela must be well-behaved and attentive at home.”

After a delightful chat, the children happily concluded the video call

“Does Daddy still owe Mommy a wedding?” He inquired. “Pamela, have you ever imagined how stunning Mommy would look in a wedding dress?”

“She would be more magical than a fairy!” She exclaimed “When I grow up, I want to marry Daddy too!”

His wide, round eyes blinked with innocence as he pondered aloud. “Why can’t you marry me? Daddy will be old by the time you grow up! He even said I’ll inherit the company someday. I can be just as remarkable as him-tall and handsome!

Pamela could not help but chuckle, her eyebrows arching playfully. “Hahaha! Marry you?”

“What’s the matter? Why not?”

The two adorable little ones argued and then play fully wrestled with each other.

descended and the sun began to rise, a faint light emerged on the horizon. Monica’s car glided away from Repulse

danced through the ancient locust trees lining the asphalt road, showering the car with delicate white blossoms. Sunbeams pierced through the leaty canopy,

serene and satisfied smile. Last night’s conversation with Jennifer

if she recovers, what does it matter? Miss Four

triumphant conqueror, cagerly anticipating Stanley’s return to whisk her

company and marched into her office, the unconcealable smile still hung on her lips. Lydia’s face lit up with joy as she observed her exuberant mood. “Miss Keller, you seem to be in a great

with crossed arms. Her smile widened as she shared the news, unable to contain her excitement. “It’s something even more

was not privy to the details, the situatio seemed promising.

into her office chair

Lydia replied, her demeanor growing more serious.novelxo.com

hasked in the warm glow of the setting sun. Jennifer sat alone on the outdoor couch, positioned in the center of the serene space. Stephanie brewed a pot of

Monica’s Sweet Dreams.

on the azure sky adorned with fluffy white clouds. From deep within, a distant voice resonated in her heart. Stan, I hope you’ll truly understand me one day. Everything I

vibrant nightlife. As night descended, the skyline transformed into a mesmerizing diamond, sparkling

moments through photographs. Later, he escorted her to the 100th-floor panoramic observation deck, where they marveled at the panoramic vista of Navelie in all

view made her feel minute

playfully tousling her hair and billowing her skirt, momentarily wiping