Chapter 957 Forcibly Stopping the Car

"Whoa! So many options for breakfast today." Claire wore a black dress, looking gracefully. "My favorite soymilk. Finnley also likes it. The chef hasn't made it for a long time."

“You are right, Lady Claire,” the maid answered, "Madam Mya also likes it."

"Madam Mya?"

Claire hadn't gotten used to it as it was the first time she heard what the maids called Mya. "Does Mya like it, too?"

"Yes."

"I see. Mya, we have a lot of things in common."

Finnley and Mya heard her excited chirps as soon as entering the dining room. She was indeed worry-freed.

Mya envied her, thinking her happiness had long gone. After her father was arrested, her family and she were always frustrated.

"Morning, Finnley. Morning Mya." Claire beamed at them and stood up. "You are awake. Come one. Let's have breakfast.”

"Morning, Claire." Mya asked, "Didn't you go on a trip? Why did you return so quickly?"

"I was freaked out, so I came back immediately. Is it

dining room

Finnley mediated, "Claire, you are too young. Don't put your nose

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Russells farewell and were about to go

now?" Claire asked in confusion, walking them to

silently, and so did Finnley. He opened the door of

careful while driving," Violet

"OK. Mom."

and Finnley sat in. All watched them

her and asked

sure," Violet answered indifferently, heading back to her room. Claire

after the white Maybach left Russell's Villa, a black car ran straight to them on the same lane. Finnley immediately stepped

same time, only half a

were with evil intentions. Mya looked at Finnley, who kept clinical. Then they saw the door of the driver's

off in a black suit with a white

Mya were shocked, wondering if Eloise had passed away. Simultaneously, they unbuckled the seat belts and got

complaints. "Finnley, is your heart made of stone? Why didn't you pick up our calls last

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