Sir Ares, Goodnight

As the only male from the military intelligence division, Baby Robbie had rashly sent out troops without knowing the opponent's strength. That decision was indeed reckless and impulsive of him. This incident could be regarded as a reminder for Baby Robbie so that he would be more calm-headed in the future.

After Roxie had fallen asleep, Angeline headed downstairs again.

The sisters, including Whitney, were waiting for her in silence. Angeline no longer criticized them and merely chatted with the children.

However, the last topic of discussion was still focused on Whitney.

"Come over here, Whitty." Angeline waved toward Whitney.

Whitney timidly walked toward Angeline. At this moment, she was drenched in a cold sweat. All she was thinking about was how Jens had mentioned that if he were to seek a wife, the woman must first gain approval from his mother.

The sisters sensed Whitney's nervousness. All of them held back their laughter. They then slandered her in their hearts, 'Ms. Cornelius has always been the one they called fierce tigress, but she seemed to be terrified in the face of our gentle mommy.'

Whitney walked over to Angeline, and Angeline pulled her over to sit next to her. Then, she asked, "Why did you call me 'Mommy'?"

"It's because I like Jens," said Whitney nervously.

Angeline was slightly taken aback.

surprise in her eyes. She thought that her flirty and lovable Baby Robbie would be the one who would start

manner and very sincerely tried to speak up for herself, "Don't worry, Mommy. I truly do love Jens. I know that Jens is very excellent, so I diligently practiced feminine arts

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frightened that she could barely breathe. Then, Whitney whispered to comfort Angeline "Don't be angry, Mommy It's not Jens' fault. Truthfully, I was hot headed and it's good that learned feminine arts.

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a bad feeling about this. He walked over to Angeline while trembling. "Mommy," he called out

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Jens. Angeline's hand fell on Whitney's back