“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

“Right.”

befell Lucy, but

don’t care, I want it! Consider it my

don’t forget everything else

helplessly. “Alright, I’ll buy them

list

left

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

hands, Cherise

entered the room and caught the sight of his wife

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at the phone, and affectionately ruffled

tongue. “Anyway, I have no clue about the stuff she’d asked

lived here for years; surely

smiled faintly.

picked up the phone and showed her the

Lennon sent him Lucy’s wish

a favor at

Cherise was speechless.

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

Lennon’s innocent voice. “I’ve never courted a girl, and I don’t know what to

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

“He knows…”

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