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“Alright, alright! Go wash your hands and we’ll have breakfast together.”

Now that Charlotte was back, Mrs. Berry could finally take a breather.

The former took over the job of caring for the children and placed all the food she had brought on the table.

Coupled with the toast and oatmeal Mrs. Berry had prepared, it was a wholesome breakfast.

The family sat at the dining table, happily enjoying their meal.

Charlotte promised to take them to the amusement park in the afternoon—on the condition that they helped Mrs. Berry do the dishes and tidy the kitchen.

The children raised their arms in agreement.

Mrs. Berry beamed as she saw how elated they looked.

However, she couldn’t help but worry after noticing Charlotte come home in a different set of clothes.

After breakfast, Mrs. Berry dragged Charlotte into a room while the children cleaned the kitchen. “Are you seeing someone, Miss?”

“Yeah.” Charlotte didn’t want to keep it a secret from her.

is it? Do I know

which is why I haven’t brought him home. But don’t worry; I’m all grown up now. I won’t be as muddled as I once was, and I’m aware of what I

was nothing much Mrs. Berry could say except to give the woman a reminder. “Be careful outside. Don’t

“I won’t. Don’t worry.”

Mrs. Berry brought the

few basic games, so it wasn’t too much of a

in the best of health lately, she would begin

Charlotte talked to Mrs. Berry

against her suggestion—the reasons being that part-timers were expensive and that she didn’t feel safe having a

her otherwise, Ellie’s

Zimmer, and a few

make the boy happy, Julia had booked the entire carousel and even made the bodyguards pay the other

Timothy didn’t seem pleased at all, for he still had a frown on his

that was until

“Elisa!”

his excitement, Timothy hurriedly jumped off the carousel, only to trip and

the carousel platform was still moving, and the boy was nearly trapped

“Oh, God! Timmy!”

out a

swiftly went to