Chapter 1453
She wanted to deny it, but words failed her when she tried to say it.
It was an odd feeling of sourness, an obviously childish behaviour, but she couldn't escape its grip.
Her response was slow: "A little bit, perhaps."
He laughed, "Just a little bit?"
After a three-second silence, she couldn't help but laugh as well, resting her forehead against his warm chest and generously admitted her feelings.
Yes, she was jealous, and the object of her jealousy was a little girl barely a year and a half old.
As if sensing her inner thoughts, he whispered, "I like your childishness, it's unique, and I really like it."
That very night, no one slept a wink.
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Meanwhile, in Orlando.
The lights were still on at the top floor of the Harmony Complex, where four junior assistants were still working overtime diligently.
Layla Lowell yawned and looked at the four women next to her, admiring their focus.