Carmen spent the evening having dinner at Sophia’s place. When she was done, she took Judge, which was wearing its skirt, by the harness and headed home. Judge was beyond recognition, for it was covered in tattoos, and its claws were painted bright red. It could no longer tell if it was a dog or a doll.
“Miss, my daddy is coming home soon. So I need to go back now. I’ll come play with you again tomorrow. You’ll need a full course of bear dance to recover, okay?”
Sophia packed the desserts she just learned to make, including the jelly and pudding, for Carmen to be brought home. She even packed extra for her two ‘daddies’.
She gave the packed desserts to the nannies. Apparently, Carmen had five to six nannies, and all of them were highly educated!
Such a wonderful, happy family!
It’s a shame that the Cethosian society could not accept their love. Life must be tough for them…
She returned to her living room, the laughter of joy heard earlier still lingering in her ears. Now that the guests were gone, she felt emptiness creeping in.
Cooper saw the disappointment on her face and consoled her, “It’s okay, dear baby. I will bring you out for a ride tomorrow.”
Upon that, Sophia let out a forced smile.
At Villa No.8.
There was a feast going on tonight again. As it was the first dinner after New Year, the food would have to be rich and extravagant.
Stanley grabbed Michael the moment he stepped in through the door. “Uncle Michael, look at what your daughter has done to my dear Judge! I don’t care. You gotta pay me back! At least with a bottle of wine.”
Michael glanced at Judge and noticed its pathetic skirt and the heavy makeup. He could not bear the sight.
This sh*tty dog has been freeloading for years; it’s time for it to pay back.
Before he could say anything, Carmen interrupted by snarling at Stanley. “Stan, you’re making daddy drink with you again! I won’t allow it!”
Everyone said daddy turned into a big bad wolf because he drank wine, so he shall not drink another drop!
Stanley tried to weasel out and explained, “I’m drinking, but you daddy isn’t. I’ll drink all the wine in your house, then you daddy won’t have any left to drink.”
Carmen replied, “You wish! Don’t even think about it! I’m saving it for my future husband!”
Stanley was left speechless.
A moment later, Carmen discreetly whispered to Stanley, “Stan, I’ll offer you the wine in my house. Only 998 for each bottle. Don’t tell daddy! You should take all the bottles away; I’ll offer you a package price. With no wine left, daddy won’t turn into a big bad wolf anymore.”
Stanley was lost for words once more.
Stanley and Sean were invited over for dinner that night together with Harry and Sarah. Harry brought his son, Hope, too. Hope inherited his bad-boy charm from his father. Although he carried this dangerous vibe with him wherever he went, it was contradicted by his beautiful looks—something he got from his mother. It had been bothering him for a while, for he wished to exude a more dominating presence.
Carmen had had her meal at Sophia’s place much earlier, so she skipped dinner. Her nannies reported to Michael what she had eaten. Everything she ate had to be inspected by Nicholas beforehand. Michael was pleased to know that his little daughter did not forget to take away some food for him after having a meal somewhere else. The pain and suffering I went through for her was worth it, after all.
As Carmen enjoyed the jelly and pudding, she said to Michael, “Daddy, the Miss next door is also uncle’s dear baby. Uncle gave his dear baby a big lion! The big lion is this big! This big!” She described by reaching out both her little arms as far apart as she could.
“I saw Linus’ niece, Lucile. Linus said she contracted a severely infectious disease called Vir-18 back in Africa. As a result, her entire face was disfigured. Sigh. I wonder if she’ll ever recover. It might be hard.”
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