In the backstage lounge.

Zoe sighed, "Sheryl, you are indeed the child of Mr. Fuller and Lottie. You have such a high EQ even at such a young age."

"Ms. Watson's children will be very smart." Peter held his head in his hands. He was not watching TV, but looking at her.

"Peter." Zoe was helpless.

Peter gave her a toothy smile and said, "You know I'm a straightforward person and never lie."

"If you are a straightforward person, then Shane is a kind person."

"Hahahaha..." Peter could not stop laughing.

Zoe was really intriguing.

Soon, the press conference ended. In order to thank Zoe and Peter for taking care of Charlotte recently, Shane invited the two of them to have dinner together.

Since Peter refused, Zoe felt even worse to attend, so she had to refuse as well.

When Zoe saw that Charlotte and Shane had left, Zoe couldn't help but ask, "Why did you refuse?"

"Isn't it better to let the three of them go themselves? Mr. Fuller is on good terms with us, so we have to be nice to him as well." Peter smiled.

"That's true." Zoe rubbed her shoulders. "I'm going to have dinner. What about you?"

"Would you mind..."

Lets go.

Peter's eyes lit up and he immediately followed Zoe.

Shane had booked a table in advance. When the three of them arrived at the restaurant, it was very crowded.

Sheryl looked around curiously.

"She was just discharged from the hospital. Isn't it bad for her to come to a place where there are so many people?" Charlotte grabbed Sheryl and asked Shane in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter."

"Don't enable her. What if something happens to her..." Charlotte was worried.

"Don't worry."

For some unknown reason, the worries in her heart were suddenly swept away, and Charlotte felt a lot more relaxed somehow.

After the meal, Shane brought them both to visit the attractions in the downtown area.

They walked through the path, where there were all sorts of pretty lights.

As she sat on Shane's shoulder, Sheryl reached out to pull at the lights. She cried out in surprise, "This is so beautiful. What's this?" "This is a fairy light, baby." Charlotte held her back, afraid that she would fall.

"Can I put it at home?"

the decorations in Shane's villa and

my room." Sheryl put up

discharged from the

the person beside

did not know what he

to be separated from you. It seems that I have given you too much freedom

a little embarrassed. She smiled awkwardly and said, "That's not what I meant. I'm waiting for you to make the

"Is that so?"

"Of course."

"Really?"

"Yes really."

phone rang. He handed Sheryl over to Charlotte and picked up the phone. When only listened to one sentence before his brows furrowed.

end of the line, Cole trembled and said, "She still has at least ten tons

to

"Yes, I understand."

call ended, Shane bent down and picked up Sheryl again. "Sheryl, you'd better

her head and looked at him.

"That's right."

you and won't go

"Good girl."

say something. She didn't want to ask him about the situation at this time, for fear of spoiling the fun mood they had playing with Sheryl. It was the middle of the night, Sheryl got tired and fell asleep in Shane's

back to the car with

car drove toward

that call from

"Yes, Tiffany is missing."

Charlotte looked at him

he fixed his gaze on

be

someone to patrol the neighborhood 24 hours a day. I'll go to work

That was right.

What

but she didn't dare to

got back to the villa, Shane carried Sheryl to her room. The room was covered with pink wallpaper, and even the bed and

computer table, there were a pink laptop and cat-ear headphones. The bay window seat was covered

really treated Sheryl

Charlotte was inexplicably a little

effort on this room." Charlotte stood at the door but

"You want it too?"

tucked Sheryl in and turned to look into Charlotte's

laughter. "I'm

can be a child, or you

The implication was.

his protection, she could do whatever

and said, "It's nice to

"Hm" and took her downstairs

help you analyze the pros and cons of

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