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Gwendolyn warned herself before striding toward the stairs.

She had been accompanying Zayden, so she did not know where the three kids were.

However, there were two older brothers, Justin and Julian, to take care of Juliette. Hence, Gwendolyn did not worry about their safety.

Gwendolyn proceeded to go downstairs. Not many people were in the living room, as everyone had returned to their rooms to rest after lunch.

Her three kids were having some fun in the living room. Felicia was sitting opposite them. Gwendolyn had no idea what they were talking about.

Lest Felicia would reveal something she shouldn't say, she sped downstairs.

Candace happened to come out from the dining room and saw Gwendolyn crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“Gwen, look at you, busy taking care of your man and care nothing about your kids,” Candace sneered and looked somewhere not far away. “You must be lucky. Fel is kind enough to help you take care of them.”

Gwendolyn replied, “They don't need to be taken care of, as they could take care of themselves well.”

Felicia? If Felicia were someone else, I would have trusted that person to take care of my kids. I don't even believe her.

Candace felt displeased with Gwendolyn's words. “What do you mean, Gwendolyn? Do you even look like a mother at all? You are even more wicked than a stepmother. Can kids truly take care of themselves?”

what Candace said, Justin defended, “We can

too, affirmed immediately, “And we can take good care

expressions as they turned to

were somewhat familiar. The aura they demonstrated was also very much like that of someone. It was just that she could

was eating grapes and spitting the skins on her

down. They just said that

the trash can. With a smile, she called out to Gwendolyn, “Gwen, come and sit here. Come to think of it, these three kids do have good looks, and they look pretty similar to

slightly upon hearing that. Is she blind? How are they like Zayden? She wouldn't be so kind. What is she trying to

daughter before taking a look

would wear in a cartoon. On the other hand, the two little boys were wearing black suits

and thin, the little boys

made from the same mold.

you all

answered, “We have. We just

around, no one could bully Gwendolyn's kids. On top of that, since the kids were considered to have a father now and

ask the housekeepers to bring you upstairs to

watching cartoons and could barely keep her eyes

want to