At the Valley of Joy.
Because it was a weekend, there was an endless sea of parents bringing their children to enjoy the day. As such, almost every ride was enveloped by thick crowds.
Seeing the long queues, Charlotte’s brows knitted together and she was overcome by the urge to leave.
Yet, Sheryl hauled Shane along as she charged headfirst, having completely forgotten about her mother, who had fallen behind.
Charlotte could feel an impending headache as she stood behind the herd of people in front of the merry- go- round. She groaned, "Sheryl, there are way too many people here. By the time it's our turn, it'll probably already be..."
"Mommy, let's go! It's our turn." Before she could finish her sentence, Sheryl ran over and grabbed her hand. They scrambled through the crowd and boarded the ride under the guidance of a member of staff.
'Did we just cut the queue?' Charlotte's frown deepened.
Seeing the confusion on her mother's face, Sheryl waved a black card at her.
"Mommy, we are Super Super Super VIPs. We don't have to wait in line."
As she watched the card shimmer in the sunlight, Charlotte asked, "Where did you get this?"
Sheryl briefly pointed in the direction of a tree not too far away. Charlotte turned to see Shane under the shade of the tree.
He stood with his arms crossed in front of his chest, emphasizing the slender body that appeared especially conspicuous within the crowd.
Although she couldn’t see his face, she didn't have to doubt the fact that his current expression was one of indifference, one that kept others away from him.
Despite this, female passersby would still boldly sneak a couple more glances at him.
There was no way for Charlotte to deny that Shane was born with irresistible charm.
"Mommy, do you like Mr. Handsome?" Sheryl asked solemnly as she tugged at the corner of Charlotte's shirt.
Seeing the thoughtful look on her daughter's face, Charlotte subconsciously glanced at Shane again.
This man may be colder than ice, but he wasn' t exactly despicable.
However, she didn't know much about him, so there was no telling if she liked him.
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