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.

by her precious daughter's

birthday routine, Charlotte made a wish

and cheekily

a gift for

gift box in Sheryl's arms, Charlotte subconsciously assumed it was Anne's arrangement, but

looked at Charlotte

box and

will look good on

Charlotte had no doubt that this dress was worth quite

had imagined. Instead,

still. Where did you get the money to

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

a look at it. Realizing it was limited edition, she was at a loss for

squeezed her small hands

couldn't bear to blame her daughter. Still, thinking about her future,

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