To Catch A Billionaire

cream truck with her eyes pleading, but her mother did not listen to her. Lacey sc

yone had turned the

es with both of her hand

, I want i

Her mother said and pull

were here, he would buy her an ice cream. But it'

her? She just wanted her father, not

ice cream truck, with her mouth-watering, imagining the taste of the ice cr

ce

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cheek. As for Lacey, a five-year-old kid with skin as plump as a

om

ake you with me!" said her mother, repeate

ead, Lacey immedi

t why her mother was doing this to her. But s

y runs away from her mother. She ran as fast as she could wh

other not following her. She sat on the grass and hid in an old tree. She didn

from her mother. But for now, sh

nd threw it away. Lacey turned around, but there was n

was still hiding in the three, crouched d

aching her side. When she looked up, she

licking the ice cream he was holding. Instead of answering, Lacey

ng the same shirt as she and her father's favorite sport to wa

cheeks. " Lacey quickly moved awa

ean to scare you. " He s

" Lacey turned her hea

t us here? " The kid said, frowning

something, but not until sh

heard them mumbling "witch" until they left, leaving Lacey wi

herself to be h