Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 350

It's a good thing William didn't want to mess around either.

Seeing that Bonnie was indeed inconvenient, she gave up, "Tomorrow then, you can't stand me up again tomorrow, ah."

"Good." Bonnie nodded cheerfully, "I'll definitely treat you to dinner tomorrow."

William then packed his bags and left the airport.

And Bonnie was planning to leave, but after thinking about it, she ran under the airport timetable and tilted her head to look for information on flights from Poland back to Willisto.

The timetable showed that in one hour, the only flight back from Poland would be today.

In other words, Sebastian must have returned on this flight.

Bonnie then ran to the exit and waited.

But after waiting for more than an hour, all the people on that flight came out, and Bonnie still didn't wait for anyone.

What is the situation?

Bonnie thought Sebastian was waiting to get his luggage or something, so she took a deep breath and continued to wait again.

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Meanwhile, the Grant Building.

After Eric received Sebastian from the VIP lane, he drove straight to the office.

Two days of travel time, the company pressed a lot of documents and contracts waiting for Sebastian's signature.

"What are those old things at the company doing?" Sebastian asked absently as he flipped through the papers.

Eric then replied, "Uncle Jack and other people see Mr. Grant you out of the country, and thought you wanted to run away, so urged the people under the hand, pry a few companies do not hurt the single, intended to leave."

"Eh, keep watching, don't let them notice, when the time comes, we'll kill them all." Sebastian nodded his head.

"Understood, Mr. Grant," Eric said, obediently.

As for the two young boys, Sebastian had the PS5 and an all-in-one laptop bought.

Handed over to Andrew and Lukas with a stern face, "If you play with things, I'll smash them, okay?"

Donna pursed her lips next to her and snickered, her wrinkled face full of relief.

This is like a normal family.

Mr. Grant, who treats his son harshly but pampers his daughter tenderly in this family, is too human.

As he was thinking about it, Sebastian took out two more boxes and handed them to Donna, "You choose one, and give the rest to Annie."

Huh?

Donna hurriedly waved her hand, "How can I choose first? Of course Mrs. Grant chooses first, I'll wait for her to finish choosing, and the rest is mine."

"She hasn't come back yet?" Sebastian then furrowed his brow and asked in a deep voice.