Sheryl pouted at the mention of her mother. "She hasn't came home for three days. I asked Aunt Jane, she said mummy was very busy."

"It's true. She's studying for a degree in International Economics. The professor is even introduced by Avery," Braden immediately explained as he was afraid Shane would misunderstand. "It's not easy for her to be alone. She can't survive in the Jane Corporation without any background."

"She's working so hard, she even forgot her daughter?"

"Ugh, Shane, think about it, she might be a little bit busier but she's now an independent woman. She just doesn't have the time to care for her child, it's better than having her dealing with bad men or selling her soul."

Shane pursed his lips.

The way he looked at the little girl was much softer. "Now who sends and brings you home from school?"

"Aunt Jane!" She replied.

"She won't play with you?"

"She does but I still miss daddy and mommy..." Sheryl lowered her head. "My friends at school always had their daddy and mommy to pick them up but I don't."

Alas!

Braden couldn't stand to see the sad look on Sheryl's face as if he was a wicked uncle.

Shane stroked her back gently and said, "But it's too dangerous for you to come alone. Don't do this again."

"I'm not alone."

"Huh?" Shane frowned.

Sheryl took out her phone and dialled a number.

Outside the door, a cell phone rang.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned towards the door.

Avery, who was wearing a bare-chested dress, walked up gracefully. He flipped his long hair and smiled. He raised his hands towards them and said, "Hello." Christopher was speechless.

Braden widened his eyes.

Shane turned around silently. "Don't follow him around in the future." "But Aunt Avery treats me very well."

Aunt Avery.

Braden spat out a mouthful of water and asked, "Avery, why are you so shameless? I mean you are already quite good-looking in your usual outfits. What's up with your clothes today?" Avery's broad chest was exposed showing some defined lines. It was a truly astonishing sight.

Avery wasn't even angry. He smiled as he sat down on the sofa, "I came here because I wanted to give Mr. Fuller a recording. You can either get rid of me or let me take Sheryl home after listening to it. It's up to you."

Sheryl wrapped her arms around Shane's neck.

to persuade someone to bring

didn't want

"What recording?" Shane asked.

Mr. Gibson, please

grabbed Christopher

What a joke.

this 'mouth-watering' Avery for even

left, Avery directly pressed play on

was the conversation

a pelvic inflammatory disease under pressure. It was then followed with Anne

blank when he

pelvic inflammatory disease. Rick asked, "You may have fully recovered but... do you really want

what he thinks. I just want to

"All right."

this point, Shane's

his lips. Here came

asked again, "If that's the case, why did you persuade the

I can't deal with him on my own. He's like a god to me, so I

other words, you

"That's right."

handle the

darkened and his breathing

he played the third

a conversation he had

the previous two recordings which were truth bombs,

she didn't love him, she wanted to slowly cultivate her feelings for him.

her head and whined,

me to bring you here in the future, you have to listen to

"But..." Sheryl felt wronged.

am different from them. Your cute act is useless against me." Avery smiled

Sheryl be a match for such

was a rabbit at

she's a baby

point of doing this?" Shane interrupted their conversation and

It's pretty clear that I like Charlotte so I immediately checked her history when I heard she fainted in the hospital. Then, I found out she had contracted pelvic inflammatory disease during her period. Which was why I collected some evidence to

you

has been gathering information for generations. We've been spies since the early ages," Avery said

The last question.

"Where is she?"

of Finance and Economics. She'll be in Professor

and said, "Aunt Avery, it was so hard

call me just to create a chance for your daddy and mommy

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