It was only then that Shirley set the violin down reluctantly. She took her father's hand, and they descended the stairs together.
Genevieve turned down Jan's invitation to dine with them. Instead of forcing the matter, he walked her out the door while thanking her profusely.
“Thank you so much, Ms. Rachford. I was right in my decision to hire you. Such a major change has come over the child just from being in your company for a day. She's been ignoring me for the past few days since the housekeeper touched the dolls in her room. You can't imagine how happy I was to hear her greet me today.”
“I understand,” Genevieve said. “I have children myself. I will be attending a pitch meeting for a film in Lightspring this Thursday, so I probably won't be able to come over.”
“You go about your business first,” Jan said at once. “Let me know if I can do anything to help.”
The pair stood outside the fence as they chatted.
Jan was all smiles. He even opened the car door for Genevieve.
None of them noticed the figure in the sedan parked across at the junction. Using the seat to block themselves from view, the person used a video camera in their hands to have a clear view of the pair standing outside the mansion.
On Thursday morning, Genevieve headed to the airport first thing.
It was about nine at night in Dartan at that moment. Genevieve headed to the VIP lounge after checking in and found a seat next to the window to video call the children.
Amanda began crying when the call connected. She complained that her brother had played a mean prank on her by adding chili water to her orange juice.
Lucian did not appear, only his cool voice could be heard. “You started this by putting a bouquet of lilies under my quilt this morning.”
Lucian was allergic to pollen.
“You were the one who stepped on the train I made out of wooden blocks yesterday, Lucian!” Amanda seethed. “I deserve an apology!”
“Your wooden blocks made me fall. If an apology is due, you owe me one first.”
Unable to say a word against her brother, Amanda wept with rage. “You see, Mommy? All Lucian does is bully me! Why didn't you give birth to me first? All would be well if I were the elder sister.”
Lucian scoffed, “You wouldn't be fit to be my elder sister even if you were born first! You are so short. I wouldn't want that!”
“You're not fit to be my elder brother either!”
I wasn't as naughty as this when I was young. Armand, too, was mature for his age. Why are our children such a handful?
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