The Runaway Groom

Erma looked sharp, but she could not even persuade that babysitter? “If words don't work, pay her!" Vivian snapped.

Zachary had hired that woman as a babysitter anyway, and she was probably not that rich!

“Pay... her?" Erma stammered. "But where would I have the money?" "What..." Vivian choked and had to take a deep breath to calm down. "Go talk to her again tonight, and name a price within thirty grand. Once you come to an agreement, I'll wire her the money!"

Thirty grand!

Erma was delighted to hear the number and nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay—don't worry, I'll find her again!"

She was delighted even as she hung up.

Vivian did pay her that much, she might be able to siphon off some

the curious looks others were giving her, she hurried towards the gates—if she recalled correctly, there was a nearby store for baby products. That babysitter must

approached Lulu when she saw her. It

warmly, and even smiled at the baby in her arms. "This must be your daughter.

rows of

show and elaborate on everything they had in the

all store assistants that

herself. She preferred simple, comfortable ones instead of

to check out the

have are high grade and imported. Check these out..." When she was done, she returned to introducing the clothes, “Like the strollers, most of the clothes are imported. The fabric is soft and absorbent, suitable for babies’