"Tell me, who's the child's father?"

After Lola Hussey's live broadcast ended, she leaned back and exclaimed:

"It's over!"

Finally, it's over!

Her throat felt a bit dry, so she grabbed some kumquat lemon water and took a big gulp before saying to Frankie Foster, "Frankie, you worked really hard tonight. Jones has prepared the guest room for you earlier, so go take a rest."

Frankie Foster didn't feel tired at all.

Watching the data had invigorated him.

Moreover, he became more and more energetic.

He could already imagine how spectacular it would be after Fire Sound announced the total data tomorrow.

He asked, "Lola, are you hungry?"

Lola Hussey touched her stomach, "I'm a little hungry, but I want to eat Häagen-Dazs."

"Hold on, Lola. I'll go get it for you from Jones."

Frankie returned in a flash, holding a big tub of Häagen-Dazs for Lola. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the full tub, and she scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

She sighed contentedly, "So delicious! Frankie, you eat too!"