The Runaway Groom

Before Lulu could leave, Zachary turned and saw her, calling out, "Ms. Jones!"

As Lulu paused, he slowly wiped his mouth with a tissue and pointed at Lulu while telling Vivian, "I haven't introduced you—she's the new babysitter I hired."

Vivian was just about to put more food on Zachary's plate, and she straightened right then. "Babysitter? I see..."

There was nothing wrong with her tone, but Lulu felt hostility the instant their eyes met!

“This is my assistant, Vivian!" Zachary continued just then.

Lulu did not react, even smiling cheerfully since she knew when to keep her distance. "Nice to meet you. I'm the childcare worker Mr. Slate hired for his baby."

be impressive since Mr. Slate would hire you himself," Vivian said, probing her with a smile and flattery. "Mr. Slate always had a good eye, and there must be something about you

She walked up, eagerly taking Lulu's hand and picking up the huge bag she brought, opening it and revealing a large amount of childcare products. “I brought a lot of stuff for the baby. Check them out and see if there's anything unsuitable. Just tell me, and

placed on the table.

ask to claim for something like this!" Vivian exclaimed, waving him off, before moving on to the baby clothes. "It's been hot lately, so it'd be better to have more clothes prepared for the baby. I've asked a friend to buy this from abroad—the material is perfect, and the baby would be

for their age. It's better than ordinary toys, and you

pile of things from the bags, Lulu more or less

could tell as well, could he not? Why else would the

he did

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