It was already ten o'clock at night when Charlotte returned home after a long day at work.

It was pitch-black in the house. None of the lights were left on in wait for her.

She fumbled for her house slippers in the dark, but just as she put her flats into the shoe cabinet...

The lights in the living room suddenly flickered on, and the successive bangs of party poppers invaded her ears.

Immediately after, Sheryl brought the carefully prepared cake up to Charlotte with Anne's assistance.

"Happy birthday, mommy!"

"Happy birthday, Lottie!"

Welcomed with the warm scene in front of her, Charlotte was so moved that she teared up. Today was her birthday.

"Mommy, you're one year older. You're a big girl now. Don't cry," said Sheryl with a stern expression.

amused by her precious daughter's

birthday routine, Charlotte made a wish

back to her room and cheekily brought out a box from the

is a gift for

subconsciously assumed it was Anne's arrangement, but

written all over her face, Sheryl looked at Charlotte giddily and urged, "Mommy, quick, open

box and the

it will look

no doubt that this dress was worth

as pleased as Sheryl had imagined. Instead, she turned to speak to Sheryl with

get the money to buy this

a habit of saving her pocket money by avoiding unnecessary spending, but the little allowance

the dress and took a look at it. Realizing

turned Sheryl a little nervous. She squeezed her small hands together and asked,

her daughter. Still,

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