Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 1679

Ken smiled and raised the car window slowly. “It’s decided then. I’ll come to pick you girls up tomorrow.”

The next day, at Lumiere Fine Dining…

environment. It had a lounge bar, and the lighting was mainly warm yellow in color, which made the interior feel warm and grand. Ken led Daisie and Freyja to a table for six. It had a pure white tablecloth, and the silverware and wine glasses were all neatly arranged. The two people who had been waiting in their seats were Ken and Freyja’s parents.

Sandy was extremely graceful and glamorous and should be around 46 years old. She looked very well-maintained, every piece of her clothing was meticulously coordinated and color-coded, and the jewelry that she had on all came from luxurious brands.

Perhaps it was because of her bold facial features that she exuded a rather fierce aura. It felt like it would be quite difficult to get acquainted with her.

On the other hand, Brandon Pruitt, Ken and Freyja’s father, looked a lot friendlier when sitting right next to

his stern wife.

Ken pulled out his chair. “Father, Mother.”

Daisie and smiled. “You’re

glad to meet

of courtesy and also for the sake of not making Freyja’s life harder than it was, Daisie said,

“Take a seat.”

Daisie and asked, “ What do you fancy

go with anything that suits

order, the waiter

It surprised me when I got to

pursed her lips tightly

of her

Freyja is lonely?”

eyes and took a sip of wine from the glass. “She’s never brought any friend back home. So I’ve always thought that Fey is a very lonely girl since she was a kid.

a single word ever since she stepped into the restaurant, and then said calmly, “Mrs. Pruitt, then I must say that you don’t really know your daughter too well.” Sandy’s body stiffened for a split second, and her expression dimmed slightly. Even Brandon could not help but lift his head. The atmosphere was a little embarrassing Ken, who was sitting on the side, gave off

was directed to

that were resting under the table. “We don’t share the same mindset, so how can I ask

Sandy put down her wine glass. “Is