“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,

“Right.”

befell Lucy, but

want it!

forget everything

Cherise acquiesced helplessly. “Alright,

of the list and

was left

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

phone in her hands,

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

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leisurely, sat on the bed, glimpsed at the

Cherise stuck out her tongue. “Anyway, I have no clue about the stuff

here for years; surely he knows

smiled faintly.

that, he picked up the

Lennon sent him

me a favor

Cherise was speechless.

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

was followed by Lennon’s innocent voice. “I’ve never courted a girl, and I don’t

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

“He knows…”

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