One Night Surprise

Chapter 42 She Is Not an Outsider

Early Saturday morning, Courtney was still sleeping when she was dragged out of bed by Tina.

“Mommy, it’s time to wake up.”

Courtney looked at the bedside clock in a daze and said desperately, “Tina, it’s only 7.00AM! What are you doing?”

Tina tugged on one of Courtney’s arms and puffed her cheeks. “Mommy, this is your first time going to Mr. Alexander’s house; don’t you want to dress up properly? Come on—get up, take a shower and change your clothes.”

Courtney hugged the pillow in exasperation.

Why did I give birth to such a shameless daughter who pushes me to any man she sees?

Under Tina’s continuous urges, Courtney put on some simple makeup and took out her usual T-shirt and jeans from the closet. Before she could even put them on, it was dragged away by Tina.

“Why are you wearing this, Mommy?”

“What else would I be wearing?”

“This one.” Tina pulled out a burgundy open-back dress from the closet. “This one is pretty.”

“Are you crazy?” Courtney smacked Tina’s head lightly. “It’s not like we are going to a nightclub—this is a formal dress. We’re just going to play at your classmate’s house; do I really need to put on a formal dress?”

“This one!” Tina suggested again as she tugged on a grey-blue dress. “This one should be fine.”

Courtney took the dress out and examined it for a while—it did look good, but she hesitated for a bit. “Wouldn’t it be inconvenient to wear a dress? Both of you will be jumping up and down.”

“No,” Tina raised her hand and swore. “I promise that I’ll behave today.”

damned if

and a pair of jeans.

arrived downstairs to

Young Master had an important meeting in the morning, so he is not

Courtney

middle-aged man in his early forties, and he

still wary of everyone even when all the maids in the manor have been completely changed, so I was quite surprised when he invited Miss Hunter

at ease with me because

she thought, Who isn’t surprised? I’m

Jordan’s injury, Tina sat up straight from her seat and sighed heavily. It drew Courtney’s attention to her as she asked, “Why are you sighing? You’re

because of

Jordan can’t talk and he’s so unlucky. I’ve never seen a kid more unfortunate than him! Mommy, our school teacher said that people tend to be unluckier during the year

is just a form of superstition. Which teacher

helpless, but she

If she hadn’t blocked the chandelier back then, the little guy would have died; had he cracked his head this time, Jordan would have lost his

just accidents? She began

the car, a small figure ran

“Little Master, oh dear… He hasn’t even finished washing his

face yet? No worries, I’ll take him

pointed at a direction in the house as she sized Courtney up and followed behind. Then, the maid looked at the little girl behind them and sighed. “You must be Miss Hunter—you’re so young, yet your daughter is

as they walked in the

into the left, right and center—there’s even an elevator! Whoa! Tina

the bathroom to wash his face and brush

Jordan nodded happily.

box brought by Courtney. When Courtney was about to feed Jordan, the maid who was taking care of him cried out in panic,