“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

“Right.”

but not

it! Consider it

don’t forget everything else I

acquiesced helplessly. “Alright,

the list and forwarded it to Lennon. “Your

was left with

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

in her hands, Cherise could

the room and caught the sight of his

1/3

on the bed, glimpsed at the phone, and

her tongue. “Anyway, I have no clue about

years;

faintly.

he picked up the phone and showed her the

later, Lennon sent him

favor

Cherise was speechless.

Damien’s phone and replied in a voice message.

“I’ve never courted a girl, and I don’t know what to

“Neither has my husband! He’s

“He knows…”

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