Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 998 Worried Mother And Impatient Daughter

The assistant was confused. "What did you say?"

Georgia looked away and didn't answer her question.

At this time, the green light was on and the car was driving slowly forward. The assistant gave the script to her and said, "Georgia, would you like to read it first?"

“No, I won't. I know what I should do.” Georgia leaned back in the chair. She closed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, looking so confident.

"Georgia, this director is very famous. He has the right to change the actress. You'd better... follow the rules,”

"Are you afraid of him? I don't even want to play the role!" Georgia glanced at her and said, "Let him change!"

She was in a bad mood!

Her mother was so hesitant. She would consider her father's feelings no matter what she did. She had been seeking his love all her life. Could her mother really make it?

She couldn't be ruthless at all.

Georgia looked through the photos she had just taken on her phone, and each of them was very clear. She thought that they would be useful sooner or later!

mother didn't take any action, Georgia wouldn't let Jennifer

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Eason were sitting

of the window from time to time. It was dark. Obviously, he wouldn't come

his left hand and a spoon

was 12 years old. He dressed neatly every day, but he couldn't even

go to school and had no friends. "Stop looking, Mrs. Clarke." Aiden said, "Mr. Clarke said he wouldn't come back for dinner, so he won't come back. You can eat first. The food

was

wife, she couldn't help being

and looked at

son was a normal person. Over the years, Zack had been

love was superficial because they

let's have dinner. It won't taste good if it's cold.” Aiden was

Joan gave up and was going to have dinner alone,

put down the fork, took the phone, and answered it. "Georgia." "Has my dad come back?" Georgia was in the presidential suite of a hotel. Standing in front of

work overtime?" Joan replied in a low voice, "He

asked coldly, “Then where