Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 640

Gabrielle believed that she and Westley would have beautiful children. However, she couldn't accept what Lolita was talking about.

After all, it wasn't like she was going to give birth anytime soon.

It was a little exaggerated.

"Be honest, Gabrielle. When are you and Mr. Morris planning on having a baby?" Lolita kept on badgering.

Gabrielle rolled her eyes. She was rendered speechless. "Lolita, if you keep insisting on this topic, I'm going to think that you're doing it on purpose."

"Okay, okay. I'll stop. I'm just so curious about how your children would turn out. I bet they're going to be smart and insanely good-looking. Just thinking about it excites me so much! I know you two still want to explore life some more so I'm just going to shut up about it," Lolita said, sounding defeated. She did not want to make Gabrielle feel uncomfortable.

"What can I do?" Tammy washed her hands and stood next to Gabrielle. She looked determined to fulfill her assigned task.

Indeed, she looked like a little helper.

"Hmm… You can use this mold to cut out the biscuits!" Gabrielle handed her an animal mold for the dough. It was the perfect task for a curious child.

"Okay! I can do it. I've made cookies with maids before!" Tammy joyfully replied without a single complaint. For her, this job was as easy as pie.

"Ooooh… Little Tammy seems to be quite the baker. Having you around makes our lives easier!" Lolita strode next to her and began to mold biscuits as well.

The four of them seemed to be having the time of their lives. Not long after, they finished baking and came out with a batch of freshly baked desserts.

When the chefs that they hired to make dinner arrived, Gabrielle left the kitchen entirely to their capable hands.

Gabrielle, along with the rest of them brought desserts and planted themselves near the group of men.

The pair of gangsters, Rose and Bonnie, were having an intense conversation.

When Gabrielle approached the two of them, they hastily changed the subject. They talked about the usual girl stuff. From clothes to bags to beauty products and the like.

Gabrielle had to excuse herself when her phone rang. It was Melissa.

"Ms. Glyn, what a pleasure! Happy holiday!"

"Happy holiday, Gabrielle!"

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Glyn. I should've called you first," Gabrielle apologized.

Prior to their call, Gabrielle had already wished Melissa a happy holiday through a message. Gabrielle didn't call because she was afraid that she might be a nuisance to Melissa.

After all, Melissa was a big fish in their industry. Surely, a lot of people visited her during the festival. Gabrielle couldn't help but assume just how busy the woman was.

"Stop it, Gabrielle. We have a mentor-mentee relationship anyway. It doesn't matter who calls first. Did you have a great time?" Melissa asked, sounding as gentle as a feather.

"I did! How about you? How are you feeling? I'm going to drop by your place when I go to Ensfield." Gabrielle had been thinking about it since she came home.

For quite some time, Melissa fell silence. Finally, she said, "Really? If you visit Ensfield, I would have someone show you around. This place is beautiful."

"Yeah. I've heard that it's one of the top ten most livable cities in the country. I have been planning on going there for a while now. I just couldn't find the time. I will give you a heads-up when I visit," Gabrielle promised.

"Well, I will make sure that you will feel a

t home when you come here," Melissa replied.

"Ms. Glyn, do you..."