The Pinnacle of Life

The people inside were probably too focused and did not know there was someone extra at the entrance.

Beatrice was curious at first. When she saw the two people were doing the deed inside, she immediately blushed and kept her legs shut. After spitting lightly, she intended to leave.

However, she had second thoughts. ‘It’s not right! I’m also a daughter-in-law who served Alex’s father. I deserve a seat in this place.’

Most importantly, she was no longer young. The children of those people her age were already talking about love. Did she really want to be a spinster for the rest of her life if she did not work harder?

She was not a man. If she went overboard accidentally, something terrible would happen.

‘Yeah! I helped my sister to take care of her children for several years. She deserves to help me, doesn’t she? I’ve called you sister for so many years. Won’t I, the younger sister, be at a loss if you don’t help me?’

In the train of thought, Beatrice looked at her current outfit. She frowned. This outfit was not good. It was too plain.

She had secretly observed Alex and gone through his mobile phone. She knew that many photos of mature women wearing black were saved in the image gallery of his mobile phone. This fellow had leg fetishism…

She hurriedly took out a bunch of pantyhose and a few pieces of particularly revealing clothing before she quickly got changed in a corner.

To her surprise, Alex and Dorothy began to chat. And the subject of the chatter was her.

your mother came to me earlier for your

“What can possibly happen to

she said Beatrice likes children very

let her help me take care

seems to like younger children. Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter are a

“In that case, let’s bear a few more children and let her take care of them after we

really treat

say she

“That’s her children.”

an instant,

as Beatrice heard that, she hurriedly lowered her body to keep the two people from discovering her existence. She also wanted to hear how her sister would

of the children and you in the past, but now, Xienna’s influence on me has been minimal.

hard for Beatrice to suppress her rage after

Why try to

of jumping out, she quietly left the room and waited outside for a few minutes.

Beatrice, did you