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.

if Vivian did pay her that much, she might be able

looks others were giving her, she hurried towards the gates—if she recalled correctly, there was a nearby

shop, a store assistant promptly approached Lulu when she saw her. It was an affluent neighborhood, after all—most of the patrons

I help?" the store assistant greeted Lulu warmly, and even smiled at the baby in her arms. "This must be your daughter. She's so adorable—she looks

obvious before, but now... Shaking her head, she turned to look at the rows of baby products. "Do you have clothes for children? It's getting

to show and elaborate on

all store assistants that enthusiastic

pick the clothes by herself. She preferred simple, comfortable ones instead of the

check out the strollers,” she

she was done, she returned to introducing the clothes, “Like the strollers, most of the clothes are imported. The fabric