Xyla smiled.

"Mom, what are you talking about?" She linked arms with her mother, acting like the perfect, affectionate daughter. "Mom, you're forever young. I think you look under 50-still so youthful!"

"You and that sweet tongue of yours! Always so good at flattering others."

Chandra was indeed pleased by the compliment.

"Come on, let's head inside," she said. "What if you start feeling unwell again?"

"Alright, let's go in," Xyla said; she gave Christopher a look, her gaze flicking toward the gates, as if silently urging him to leave.

"Mom, since Xyla's fine, I'll head back now and visit you another day," Christopher said, playing along.

"It's so late already, and you've come all this way," Chandra said. "Why don't you stay the night and leave tomorrow?"

have to be up early tomorrow, and it's quite far from here to the office. I'd better go back now. You and Xyla should

You've always been so driven. You've worked yourself into the hospital before. Let your subordinates handle things—don't take everything on yourself,

to do that. See?

his arm. "Good. My son is strong, and my daughter is so devoted. It's just a pity that my eldest son left us too

son, a wave of sadness passed

subject.

"Drive carefully on your way back. Let

will. I'll be off,

got into his car and drove

mother's arm. "Mom, what kind of nightlife have you

You kids wouldn't find

if you don't tell me? Come on, give

becoming noticeably more serious as

hand and gently stroked Xyla's face. "You always tet yourself be wronged. Why is that? If I don't stand up for you, are

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