Chapter 373


    A 30% chance was indeed low.


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    It was 5:00 pm when Summer left the coffee shop. She felt down upon learning how slim her chance of


    winning the case was. It was lower than what she expected.


    She hurried back to the apartment, where Charlotte was sitting on the settee watching TV. Charlotte


    put away the remote control, scurried back into the room, and mmed the door shut.


    Maria was cleaning the living room when she saw what happened. "Little Miss Valentine was not too


    happy when she woke up and found that you had gone out without bringing her along. She is still angry


    now."


    "She is irascible indeed." Summer let out a smile.


    "Children are like that. When she woke up without seeing you, she cried the entire time, looking for


    you. A t least, the cartoon could divert her attention." Maria also let out a smile.


    "Let me go in and coax Charlotte. I will leave you to it, Maria." Summer stood outside the door and


    knocked o n the door, making a voice that imitated Barney. "Hey, Baby Bop. This is Barney. Do you


    want to y with m


    e?"


    But the yful Charlotte gave no response. Apparently, she was angry.


    "Aren''t you going to open the door, Charlotte? I am going to make wine now. Do you want to give me a


    hand?" She tried to lure Charlotte out.


    Sure enough, after a while, the door opened ajar with Charlotte''s head poking out. "You make wine?"


    "Yeah, do you want toe together?" She knew Charlotte''s soft spot.


    "Yes!" Charlotte could not wait to open the door and came out like a happy bunny, forgetting everything


    that she was angry about. "Mommy, let''s go. Let’s make wine!”


    While speaking, she held Summer’s hand with hers and brought her outside.


    Summer taught Charlotte with patience, guiding her t o soak the grapes, and then the two of them


    washed the grapes carefully. Charlotte followed exactly what her mom did.


    It was only 6:00 pm when Mark returned to the apartment. He looked at Maria, who was cleaning the


    living room, with his brows raised. "Where are they?”


    Maria knew who Mark was referring to, and replied, "I n the kitchen."


    He turned around and went into the kitchen. The mother and daughter were squatting on the floor, their


    backs facing him. So Mark had no clue of what they were doing.


    Charlotte looked back when she heard footsteps." Mark, Mommy and I are making wine. Would you


    like t o join us?" She broke into a smile.


    Mark nced at Summer, whose back was still facing him. "Is the wine your mom makes drinkable?"


    he asked in a questioning tone of voice, his lips twitching.


    "Surely. Mommy said it tastes fantastic." Charlotte was full of confidence in her mom and absolutely


    trusted her. "Come join us, Mark."


    His eyes were still fixated on Summer, who did not bother to look back. As he walked over, Charlotte


    took a bunch of grapes and showed it to him with enthusiasm. "I will teach you, Mark. You have got to d


    o this, this, and then this..."


    Mark listened to her peculiar instructions, his brows twitching. He swept her into his arms and said,


    "Now you will teach Daddy..."


    Charlotte picked up a bunch of grapes and handed it t o Mark, seriously like a teacher. "Mommy said


    you must not peel the skins and wash off the whitish stuff."