With that, Helen stood up and made to leave.

Instantly, Sasha became anxious. After all, she couldn’t very well let her mother run off alone to buy a swimsuit.

“Alright, alright. I’ll call the secretary!” she said in resignation.

It was only then did Helen beam at her and said, “That’s a good girl! Remember, this is your cousin so you must treat him like your own brother. I have no sons—only two daughters. Hence, Tate is like my son. You must treat him well!”

Exasperated, Sasha walked away and made another call to her secretary, instructing her to bring another swimsuit.

Not long after that, the secretary showed up with another Chanel piece.

This time, she had been specifically instructed to do so, as Sasha knew Tate would throw a fit if the swimsuit didn’t reach his standards. If that happened, the secretary’s efforts would amount to nothing.

Upon receiving the swimsuit, the overjoyed Joanna sprinted to the bathroom, changed into the suit and dove into the pool with Tate.

By now, the courtyard and swimming pool had become their domain.

Not long after that, Demi and Liam returned.

 

Demi nearly yelled at the young adults, only for her to

are your aunt’s kids! Have you forgotten how well your Aunt Chloe used to treat you? No matter how old you get, you can’t forget your roots

helplessly at each other. In all honesty, they had no wish to listen to their mother whenever she lectured

end, the

choice, Matthew and Sasha busied themselves in the kitchen preparing food

were Tate and Minerva’s friends and they had to be treated well. Otherwise,

the opportunity to

their eyes off her since entering

were made, one of them stood up with a wine glass in hand and walked over to

frown, and there was something about his gaze that she

don’t drink,” she said

feel awkward, so Minerva protested, “But you drink every time you eat with us, Sasha. Why

“Are

a gasket. Who does this boy think

stand it any longer and he stood up. “I apologize, but my

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