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A week later, they moved back to Zayden's mansion in the city.

Gwendolyn's children and Camille moved in with them.

That night, Camille prepared a feast with Suzanne's aid.

After Juliette moved to her new home, she was given a brand-new Barbie doll. She was pretty happy to receive it and was playing with it.

Justin and Julian also received gifts. Theirs were Lego racing cars.

They were planning how to complete constructing both toys over the weekend.

Gwendolyn glanced at the snacks and fruits on the coffee table before calling for her children. “Juliette, Justin, Julian, come eat!”

In response, Juliette approached the table and started eating the strawberry cake with a fork. “This cake is so tasty!”

Gwendolyn had specifically gone to buy it after returning to the city because it was the children's favorite.

It was her attempt to make things up to them after aggrieving them.

Justin and Julian ate grapefruits because they enjoyed sour fruits.

Smiling, Gwendolyn inquired, “We'll be staying here from now on. What do you all think?”

Juliette giggled. “I'll stay here if Zay buys me a gift every day!”

Then, she snuck a glance upstairs. Thank goodness he didn't hear me. Otherwise, that would be terribly embarrassing!

Staring at her daughter, Gwendolyn thought, She definitely takes after me with how much of a money-grubber she is. Still, I think it's cute. “That's not right, Juliette.”

Juliette nodded. “I know. We'll stay wherever you're staying, Gwen.”

In response, Gwendolyn turned to her sons. “What about you two? Do you like it here?” I understand the kids share the same sentiment, but if they dislike it here, they can move back home. It's not that far from here.

Julian grinned. “Juliette speaks for us three.”

Then, he asked, “Are you really going to spend your whole life with Mr. Zayden, Mommy?”

That was what the brothers cared about the most. They knew she liked Patrick, even though they thought he was unreliable. However, after they heard their mother crying the other day, they decided that nothing was more important than her happiness.

When Gwendolyn heard that, the light in her eyes dimmed before being replaced by a melancholy look. “Mhm.” Who can say for sure about that? I don't want to talk about this in front of the children because I don't want them to have a negative view of love. I want them to believe in love, to imagine and fantasize about it.