“Madam, wasn’t your trip to Europe meant to be a getaway? Why then…”

Why bring textbooks?

Homework, perhaps?

Cherise chuckled sheepishly, “The finals are approaching… I need to prepare for it…”

Moved, Frances quietly unpacked the books. “Madam, you are truly a hard worker…”

Head bowed, engrossed in her phone, Cherise silently nodded.

On the screen, a list was sent from Lucy.

“I want postcards from Europe!”

“Designer clothes from France!”

“British comestics!”

“And… Perfumes!”

“Sis, you never

“Right.”

befell Lucy, but not for

it! Consider

don’t forget everything else

“Alright, I’ll buy them

screenshot of the list and forwarded

was left

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

hands,

room and caught the sight of his wife giggling like a silly kid

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leisurely, sat on the bed, glimpsed at the

I have no clue about the stuff

lived here for years; surely he

smiled faintly. “We’ll

picked up the phone and showed her the

sent him Lucy’s

me a favor

Cherise was speechless.

she snatched Damien’s phone and replied in a voice message. “Lennon Belcourt, can you put in a little

innocent voice. “I’ve never courted

has

“He knows…”

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