Chapter 160


    As expected, the PR stunt worked like a charm, turning the online tide against Jerome and giving


    Jan some respite.


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    I was only giving him a brief respite because I had to use this opportunity to take back what I wanted.


    After taking care of all that, I rushed to pick up Monique. Without wasting any time, I bought ne


    tickets for us and headed straight for Silverdale City together with three kids and Helga.


    I did this for several reasons. I intentionally left some space for Jan to clean up his mess. Once this


    mess was handled, it would inevitably cause conflicts. I was just leaving them to tear each other apart.


    Also, I must deal with the nanny situation in Silverdale City as soon as possible. I had no idea how


    much my parents knew, but it was time to talk to them.


    What I didn''t know was that the situation in Silverdale City was way beyond my imagination.


    Whennding in Silverdale City and stepping into Oldtown Avenue, a familiar smell greeted us.


    I vaguely remembered thest time we were here, Monique was only about 4 or 5 years old, and


    Probert was about the age as Carl.


    Monique had grown to be a beautiful youngdy. At home, she was a bit rebellious, but she was


    suddenly a lot more obedient here.


    When I picked her up, she was visibly upset, huffing and asking me, "Why did youe to pick me up?


    Where''s dad?"


    She was resistant to my arrangement when she got home and heard that we were flying right away,


    and she had been sulking for a long time, even ignoring Helga.


    It was only on the ne that she couldn''t help but ask me, "Why did we change the nanny?"


    I told her the previous nanny had returned to her hometown to get married. She then sulked back into


    her seat, pretending to sleep. I chose to ignore her sulking and let her deal with it on her own.


    Probert kindly told her, "Monique, I really like Helga. Her cooking is good, and you''ll know once you try


    it!" Probert had be my secret weapon.


    We hadn''t been back here for a long time, especially Monique, who was excited to see the dreamy


    Oldtown Avenue.


    The moment the car reached the corner of Oldtown Avenue, even I was surprised. The old, serious


    Oldtown Avenue was adorned with vibrant coloredmps. It was serene, antique yet passionate,


    looking breathtakingly beautiful.


    This was a sight I hadn''t seen in years. I only dreamed it once or twice.


    Monique immediately wanted to get out of the car. I told the driver stop for her and asked her if she


    could find her grandmother''s house on her own. She looked at me with disdain and said, "What''s so


    hard about that? Isn''t grandma''s house the biggest one?"


    Before I could respond, Probert looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I can go with her!"


    I was pleased. Probert is really thoughtful. I looked into the depths of Oldtown Avenue and said


    excitedly, "Then mommy will go, too!"


    Monique''s eyes lit up at my words, and I thought to myself, "Gotcha!”


    Our arrival made the old house feel like a festival.


    My mom said that the coloredmps on the street were prepared by several Oldtown Avenue residents


    who still lived there at my dad''s request when we were on the ne.


    "This is ceremonial, isn''t it?" Monique looked at thenterns with an air of arrogance, holding her


    grandmother''s arm.


    "Our little princess is back. Of course, we need to make it ceremonial!" My mom couldn''t stop smiling,


    looking at me and saying, "Oh, can you believe it? When you left, you were alone. Now you''vee


    back with three little angels like you. That''s quite an achievement!"


    I frowned. "Mom, is that really an achievement?"


    "Of course it is. What our family need is more people. You''re a hero!" My mom looked at me


    affectionately and proudly. "We could always have more!"


    It warmed Helga''s heart, and even Carl, who was in her arms, started to squeal excitedly.


    Catherine’s father Kenney and his families were at our house, making it quite lively. Seeing my three


    children, all lively and handsome, Catherine''s mom couldn''t help but pinch their faces in admiration.


    "Catherine is just messing around. Look at Aaliyah''s kids. They''re so adorable!"


    She then called her own grandchildren over to y with Monique and Probert. In no time, a swarm of


    kids was running around, having a great time!


    I finally met the nanny, Marissa’s aunt.