He sighed resignedly.
“me you?”
Suppressing herughter, Debbie pretended to be indifferent.
“Yes, me me. You’re good at holding grudges. Let go of me. I want to get out.”
The car had arrived at the manor. Debbie got out first. Then Carlos carried the sleeping Piggy out and
caught up to her.
The housemaids grabbed the suitcases and carried them into the vi.
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As they walked inside, Debbie gently patted the little girl’s back and said, “Piggy, baby… We’re home.
Wake up. Grandma’s here.”
Miranda knew they wereing home today, so she was waiting at the manor.
Piggy slowly opened her eyes. She Looked at Debbie and swept her gaze around the house with her
sleepy eyes. In a haze, she called out,
“Mommy…” But then, she cradled her dad’s neck and went right to sleep again.
me it on the jetg-the little girl seemed really drowsy. Carlos said, “Let her sleep for a while longer.
I’ll put her to bed upstairs.”
Debbie nodded in agreement.
Miranda asked in a low voice, “How long has she been asleep? If she sleeps now, she’ll be up all
night.”
“A hair over ten minutes,” Debbie said as she changed into her slippers and walked into the Living
room with Miranda.
“Okay then. Let her sleep.”
After tucking his daughter into the quilt in the kids’ room, Carlos came downstairs. He told Miranda,
“Debbie and I aren’t having dinner at home tonight, Mom. Get the chef to cook up something for you
and
Evelyn.”
Miranda nodded and asked casually, “Going out?”
“Tonight is Barlow Aston’s one-hundredth birthday. We’re invited to his party,” he said matter-of-factly.
Debbie looked at him in surprise.
“Hey! You didn’t tell me that.”
“Would you havee if I did?” he retorted.
She was wordless. And he was right. If he had told her about it, she would have just had him drop her
and Evelyn off at her apartment.
“But why are you so sure I’LL go now?”
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Ignoring her question, he shifted his gaze to the housemaids standing by.