Carlos politely pulled his arm free from her grip and stroked her hair dotingly.


    “Every time you see Tabitha, you ignore the rest of us,” he said.


    Megan made a face yfully and walked back to Tabitha.


    “Of course.


    Tabitha loves me the most in the whole world,” she dered proudly.


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    Carlos held Debbie tighter and didn’t respond.


    Debbie stood there numbly, hands in her pockets. Feeling Carlos’ tightened embrace, she squeezed


    the fabric hard, a choreographed smile stuck on her face.


    It was never in her personality to be as amicable as Megan. Socials and ttery were not her strong


    suits. She wondered if Tabitha was disappointed in her already.


    “Let’s go inside,” Tabitha said, turning.


    But before she could take a second step, Megan grabbed her arm and eximed, “Ah! Tabitha, I’m


    sorry I forgot about my friend’s son. He’s in my car. His mom had ast-minute meeting. She asked me


    to babysit him, but I really wanted to see you so I brought him here instead. I hope you don’t mind.”


    With that, she stuck out her tongue awkwardly.


    Hearing that there was a kid in the car, Tabitha said to the bodyguards hurriedly, “Let the kid out of the


    car. Be quick.”


    Once the door of Megan’s car was opened, a boy in a blue down jacket jumped out. He wore a ck


    knitted hat and carried a toy gun. At the sight of the group of adults, he held the toy gun up and yelled,


    “Hands up! Or I’ll blow your heads off!”


    Carlos frowned at the boy’s rude words. Inexperienced in dealing with kids, Debbie wondered if she


    should cooperate.


    Only Megan put her hands up and said, “King Jake, please spare me. How about I take you inside to


    have some delicious snacks?”


    Hearing that there were snacks, the boy put down his toy gun and dashed towards the house as he


    shouted, “Go! Charge! Everybody, charge towards the food!”


    Quickly, he was in the vi and out of everyone’s sight.


    Megan acted as if there was nothing wrong with the boy’s behavior. Or maybe she was used to it.


    Without a word, she held Tabitha’s arm and helped the smiling Lady into the vi.


    Debbie, on the other hand, thought, ‘If my and Carlos’ son was that naughty, I might strike him every


    day.”


    At this point, her husband whispered in her ear, “I think we should have a girl.”


    Debbie blushed. She replied as she followed him inside, “Didn’t you say you wanted a boy?”


    “I’m afraid that I would end up hitting him every day,” he said.


    Debbie burst intoughter. No doubt that they had a special connection.


    Her smile made Carlos’ day.