“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!”

retorted, “Sis, you never wear

“Right.”

but not

I want it!

forget everything

acquiesced helplessly. “Alright, I’ll buy

screenshot of the list and forwarded it to

left

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

in her hands, Cherise could not

of his

1/3

sat on the bed, glimpsed at the phone, and

tongue. “Anyway, I have no clue

here for years; surely he

faintly.

picked up the phone and

later, Lennon sent

a favor at

Cherise was speechless.

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

“I’ve never courted a girl, and I

back. “Neither has my husband! He’s clueless

“He knows…”

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