Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 405

Chere was astonished. “Oh, but does Mr. Goldmann know about this?”

Maisie dragged the suitcase to the front of the car. “He doesn’t know, that’s why I plan to give him a surprise.”

At 11:50p.m., the flight to Zena took off on time. The flight would take about ten hours, and it was expected to arrive at 10:00 am the next day When Maisie woke up during the long flight, the sky outside the window was already fully lit, and a thick layer of white cumulus clouds could be seen below the flight.

At 10:00 am sharp, the plane had already lowered its altitude and flew over the cities of Stoslo. Looking down, the high-rise buildings that could be seen everywhere looked like Lego models.

Those urban streets that were intertwined looked like the veins of the cities.

The plane landed on the runway of Zena Airport 30 minutes later.

“I’ve been on a plane all night, and my back and legs hurt.” Cherie dragged her luggage and followed Maisie around. It was the first time she had been on a plane for such a long time.

Maisie placed her hand on Cherie’s shoulder. “You’ll b

fine. You’ll get used

a taxi when the

slid the window down, and Maisie said fluently, “Please get

and the two of them only needed to show the

the bed, and her body bounced on the bed for a bit. “This is so comfy. I can

cabinet had an English translation. “Eh? Foreign hotels actually have their own

“The Rosette Hotel’s owner is a foreigner, and most of the guests that this hotel attracts are

its price was also quite different from that of the other local hotels. Wealthy businessmen from all over

ask anymore. The two rested until the late afternoon

to eat in a Japanese

white blouse inside, and

mid-tube flat-toe boots were under her slender and straight long legs. Her pure and glamorous look, coupled with her

closely and cleared her throat softly, “Maisie, Mr. Goldmann is not here. So please don’t do anything wild, or my salary will be

my neck if Maisie were to get it on some random man abroad and turn Mr. Goldmann into

you know that Nolan isn’t