Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 615

Chapter 615 Doll Liam Up

“All right. We'll talk to her when she wakes up.”

After agreeing on their plan, the brothers entered the bedroom.

Camille and Lucy were wiping their mother down and tucking her in.

They also saw Lucas quietly panting on the couch and surmised that he was tired from carrying her up the stairs.

The boys arrived by the bed and gazed at their unconscious mother, whose cheeks were ruddy and flushed.

Lucy thought the boys were sweet and attentive. She envied Gwendolyn for having such understanding and lovely sons.

“Don't worry. She's only drunk, and she'll be fine after sleeping it off.”

Young children like them may not understand intoxication.

Camille made sure Gwendolyn was tucked nicely under the sheets. “Thank you, Luce and Mr. Gomez.”

Camille had never seen Gwendolyn this drunk. She seemed to understand something.

Gwen must be so sad. She then hugged the boys.

“Let's go. It's time for dinner.”

As she walked toward the door, Camille turned to face Lucy.

“You and Mr. Gomez haven't had your dinner, have you? Let me whip up a little extra food. You can come downstairs in ten minutes.”

Lucy had been craving Camille's cooking for a long time. She beamed at that.

“We haven't, and we would like very much to stay for dinner.”

Camille led the boys away. Lucy glanced at Gwendolyn lying in bed.

“Let's go, Mr. Gomez.”

and pulled her into his

jumped. She glared at

“Stop messing around.”

to relinquish his grip. Even

that mean you wouldn't want

take her to a nice restaurant and spend some alone time

not as strong as

only hurt myself if I struggle against

learned not to go against

cooking is divine. It's too bad they only cook whenever the mood strikes

astonished. “The two

precocious as they are, surely they can't cook? The kitchen is a dangerous place for such young

no ordinary children. I suppose you won't ever get

you mentioned it, I am

chatter. Liam was still there,

into two small sections fastened with bows. He looked

“Lat's go, Mr. Gomaz.”

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jumpad. Sha

“Stop massing around.”

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sha was not as strong as him. Furtharmora, his arms and body saamad to

will only hurt mysalf if I

not to go against

anjoy Camilla's food, but tha boys' cooking is divina. It's too bad

two fiva-yaar-old boys can

as thay ara, suraly thay can't

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