Ann woke up feeling refreshed.
When she was waiting for the bus to go to work outside the neighborhood, she met Jenny who was dressed up.
Following Ann to sit down at the bus station, Jenny taunted, "Dad gave you so much money. Why do you pretend to be poor and wait for the bus to go to work every day? Or go ask your boyfriend to drive a luxury car to pick you up!"
Ann was not in the mood and said coldly, "Jenny, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Jenny couldn't help but sneer when she remembered she took some pictures last night that Ann got off a luxury car.
"You have two faces. You pretended to be pure in front of others but actually, you are cheap. You know it well if I am talking about nonsense!"
At this moment, there was a Lamborghini coming next to them.
Walking closer to Ann, Jenny raised her eyebrows with a smug look on her face, "If you don't want Karl to know that he was cheated, you'd better give me the money Dad gave you back then!"
Then she proudly stepped on the car with her 10cm high heels and left.
"Lunatic!" Ann fought her urge to smash the car.
After she arrived at the company, people looked at her with mixed feelings. Ann was somewhat upset, though she had prepared for it.
Daisy had texted her about it. Last night, Ann was taken away by Phillip in public.
Therefore, people had some guesses. It was acceptable.
She was unable to explain, nor could she explain it clearly. She could just urge herself to forget everything and get involved in her work.
In the evening, she brought Nikki home. As they were going to enter the room, Ann saw Carson and Jackson squatting at the door with their small schoolbags on their backs.
When the two little boys saw Ann and Nikki, their eyes shone.
"Miss Ann, Nikki!"
When Ann saw them, she subconsciously thought of Phillip and looked around with mixed feelings.
She was afraid that Phillip would suddenly show up.
Although she liked Carson and Jackson, they were still Phillip's kids...
"Why are you guys here?"
Carson pointed at the serious Jackson with a grim expression.
"Today's homework was a composition called 'My Mother', but we don't have a mother. Jackson was reluctant to make one up, so I can just take him here."
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