Mission To Remarry

CHAPTER 1111

“Let’s not talk about it.”

Frieda took a sip of water irritably as she threw her purse aside.

Aubree raised her eyebrows with a smile. “Let me guess. Did you quarrel with your brother?”

Frieda’s expression shifted slightly in silent admission.

Aubree’s smile became wider at the sight. She produced an exquisite box from her purse.

“Don’t waste your energy on him. Take a look at this.”

Frieda froze for a moment, puzzled, before receiving the box from her and opening it for a glimpse.

The box contained a necklace by her favorite designer that haunted her dreams.

“Aubree, I…” Frieda gazed in shock at the person before her

chin in her hand. “It’s a

instant. Putting the box away, she asked about Aubree’s situation, “How are things between you and Essie?”

was all smiles upon recollecting the incident that morning. “Not bad. The kid

continuing, “It would have been better for her if she had behaved this sooner don’t you think?

Estella, so she merely said with a smile, “As long as your relationship with

improvement in my relationship with Essie,” Aubree said,

was surprised at those words. “Why did

recounted the exchange with Lucian over

eagerly. “If that’s the case, your

When I marry Lucian, I’ll put in a

raised her glass of water. “In the absence of wine, this will have to

pair clinked their glasses, then their

morning, though without the same fervent excitement as they used to at the thought

Daddy and Mommy’s quarrel in such a state, Daddy will no

boys descended

they noticed their mother was already seated at the table.