chapter 584
When Charmine saw his text, her lips curled up unknowingly.
How beautiful would it be if it was true.
She hoped so.
[Momo: Mommy, you must watch the monitor. We’re arriving at Auntie Annabel’s house soon! Also, don''t tell Daddy
about this, but I asked someone to ce the camera there secretly. He''ll smack my buttocks if he finds out!] 1
Strange as it was, Charmine felt it was adorable as she pictured Anthony smacking Chris'' little buttocks.
Grinning, Charmine replied, [Okay, don''t worry.]
After ending the conversation, she hesitated for a long while before clicking on the link Chris had sent her. It just so
happened that she was curious how Anthony was getting along with Annabel-she wanted to know what was
happening.
Since her son sent it to her, it was not too wrong to watch her man spending time with another woman,
right?
Charmine said that to herself and gave herself a pep-talk before typing in the password.
After logging in sessfully, she saw the monitor disying an outdoor garden area, living room,
kitchen, balcony and themon space, as well as the room prepared for Anthony.
The entire house was built and designed in a in and simple style, and perhaps it was what Anthony
had instructed. His room was painted in greyish ck, reminding one of his cold and elegant
temperament.
At that moment, Anthony and Chris walked into the living room. She zoomed in in the living room area,
the disy crystal clear as if she was watching a drama with sound on.
Annabel''s parents looked extremely old. They were only in their fifties, but they looked as if they were
in their sixties, their hair pale-white with wrinkles riddling their skin.
Her mother, with her leg disabled, held a walking stick while her father had his eyes shut-he was blind.
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They toiled and worked as ves, and they would not have made it out had they not been disabled.
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When they saw Anthonying in, the two of them anxiously stood up.
"President Bailey, I heard you helped US improve our living conditions. Thank you, oh, thank you so
much. We''ll never forget your kindness!"
"President Bailey, pleasee and dine with US. Annabel and I have been preparing the meal for the
whole afternoon. Although it''s nothing like the food in the city, we''ve grown the duck and chicken for
three years, and I can guarantee that they’ll taste delicious."
Annabel''s parents were genial and humble.
Since Anthony and Chris had not eaten, they sat down at the table.
The table was in a square shape. Anthony sat by one side with Chris on his right, while Annabel
naturally sat with her mother and did not try to get closer to Anthony or Chris.
Charmine watched the monitor and her eyes changed. If Annabel was a calctive woman, she could still take
care of it quickly, but Annabel was so pure and clean, like an untainted lotus blooming from dirt.
Would Anthony really not fall for Annabel? ■
Her gaze shifted to Anthony, noting how silently yet elegantly he ate, and there was not a hint of emotion on his
face.
He had not once looked at Annabel, and it was as if none of them existed.
After the oppressive and awkward dinner, Annabel''s mother suddenly spoke, "Annabel, President Bailey traveled
from the city, and they must be tired. Why don''t you bring them to the room to get some rest?"
"Okay." Annabel stood up and, anxiously so, spoke, "President Bailey, this way, please."
Anthony held Chris'' hand and followed behind her.
Charmine was somehow nervous.
Without Annabel''s parents around, would they be as unfazed to each other? When they got to the bedroom, would
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