Chapter 827

Genevieve couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy inside. When she saw Amanda hopping down the stairs, she quickly beckoned the latter over.

“Sweetie, do you think these flowers are pretty?”

“Wow! Those are bi-color roses!” Amanda exclaimed. “They're so beautiful!”

“That goes without saying! Your father planted them himself!” Genevieve said proudly. “Did you know he built a few greenhouses to plant flowers just for me? Are you envious?”

“Very much so!” Amanda replied with a pout. “Doesn't Daddy love me the most? Why isn't he planting flowers for me too?”

Genevieve playfully pinched her daughter's nose. “That's because I'm his wife, and his roses are for me only. When you grow up, there will also be someone who'd do the same for you.”

“I doubt it,” Lucian muttered as he strutted down the stairs, dressed coolly in sports attire. “Given how much of a crybaby she is, whoever marries her must have the heart of a lion.”

minute later than Lucian? If I were the older twin, he wouldn't

if you were born earlier

put up with the siblings' bickering so early in the morning, Genevieve brought the roses into the dining room and placed them in

long laid out a breakfast spread, and thankfully, the food was still piping hot from having been kept in a

asked as

eaten at Golden

she suddenly recalled something and looked up at Steven. “By the way, Steven, do you

his mouth twitching ever so slightly. “I like my life the way it is

interrupted in her sweet, saccharine voice, “But isn't it better to have someone by your side, Mr. Sullivan?

be happy together,” Steven explained while pouring a glass of warm milk for

a megawatt smile as she gave him

on the other hand, couldn't get over how heart-rending the conversation

family and vice versa, but she still hoped

Mrs. Faulkner, I've sent

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