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ening had dinner starting at seven o'clock precise

, hereditary from her great-grandfather. The housekeeper cooked a

, why not hire a fam

d what's not. Not because it just has a lot of money, s

was enough and very delicious for the Alexander family, s

Why isn't he c

versation when he saw that one of

company, Mom." Harris Alexander, the

at the company was, but if it was time to go back home, you should leave

ger from the owner of the house and the person who w

n guarding Leo Alexander

he business world from his uncle to lead the Alexander fa

ation, which Madam Alexander was s

. I will follow," Leo said, then

clothes first rather than directly join the fami

tely if you know, it's too late, but prefer to go to the

he doesn't continue to be as random as this," said

Mom. I'

dinner, followed by the others until Leo had arrived and

respective rooms. But not with Leo. He was still faithf

tely approached his beloved nephew and

id. "Or a speech from your grandmother earlier?"

ats mistakes that your grandmother did

e company. It's just a small matter, and uncles don't have t

ha

rry I'm leaving first," he said

arture in confusion. "It's not unusual fo

hen she reached the front of her grandmother's roo

come in? I have something to

still no reply from inside there. Could it be that his grandm

ck on the room door, but the grand

vited Leo, then closed the do

andma busy

hy

h him because of the earlier incident. The proof is that

speech when something upset

Leo said, "if I wanted to know why I was late to come hom

made Madam Alexander shift her attention, whom she h

a smile instantly expande

tomorrow, I'd like to i

problems are all in your hands and your

room's sofa. "Tell me how your wife is? You've been marri

ways forget to tell grandma about

Madam Alexander gently hit Leo's arm, infuriated by her gr

r madam Alexander's words. "Of course, it's not like that. After

n't care, which is important tomorrow you have to introd

o'clock at Aura L

I'll arriv

a little late to come. I kn

dma likes such a

then I go back t

time to stroke her grandson's black mane,

hem have made up now. All

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her's voice started the conversation

ask my mom and dad for permission

use the conversation between her and Chelsea's superior

." Chelsea twirled her spoon over an already empty plate. She

er ordered, sounding

s quite far awa

be devoted to their parents," Chelsea's father said, cutting off his wife's sente

. I'm not going to bother mom and dad anymore," she said, looking

if you un

he was still surprised to hear Chelsea's expression. While the star