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.”

crybaby!” Amanda whined. “Mommy, why was I born a minute later than Lucian? If I were the older twin, he wouldn't be able to

if you were born earlier than

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

had long laid out a breakfast spread, and thankfully, the food was still piping

your breakfast?” Genevieve asked as she sat

eaten at Golden

when she suddenly recalled something and looked up at Steven.

slightly. “I like my life the way

her sweet, saccharine voice, “But isn't it better to have someone by your side, Mr. Sullivan? It'd be just like my daddy and mommy! Mommy always

a glass of warm milk for the little girl. “Unfortunately, there isn't anyone I love. Besides, I

you too, Mr. Sullivan!” Amanda remarked with a megawatt smile as she gave him a

on the other hand, couldn't get over how

Steven as family and vice versa, but she still hoped the latter could find someone

Faulkner, I've sent you Mindy's information earlier,”

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