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?"

dad's news," Claire blurted out, "I was freaked out, so I came back

the dining room for a

Russell's Villa. Finnley mediated, "Claire, you are too young. Don't put your nose into the grownups’ business. Eat your food. Mya,

realized something

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the Russells farewell and were about to

you leaving now?" Claire asked in confusion, walking

did Finnley. He opened the

driving," Violet reminded

"OK. Mom."

and Finnley sat in. All watched them

looked at her and asked worriedly, "Will Mayor Saunders be

her room. Claire and

the white Maybach left Russell's Villa, a black car ran straight to

the same time, only

in the car were with evil intentions. Mya looked at Finnley, who kept clinical. Then they saw

off in a black suit with

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

Finnley coldly in complaints. "Finnley, is your heart made

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