How could such a small child be so witty? She was reminded of what Alex had always told her. He often said, "Sebastian has now become such a slave to his daughter! The man he used to be never blinked twice a t killing others, he never smiled or even felt the slightest affection towards another! Now, look at him! He rushes home everyday after work to play with that little kid."
Jane could understand. Who wouldn't melt when they have such a sweet child at home?
"Let's go, auntie. My Mommy is waiting downstairs."
Jane went to wash up and put on some make-up, and then went down to the living room holding Aino's hand. Aino had only heard that her mother was going t o invite another auntie to shop with them. She loved nothing more than to make new friends. She had plenty of friends in her kindergarten, and a friend of her mother was a friend of hers. Just like that, the little child in a red dress led Jane downstairs.
Jane used to dress in a more mature and elegant style whenever she was with Alex, except for today. The little girl's advice had surprisingly made her more lively than usual. Originally, a thirty-five years old woman was hardly young, but she had been well taken care of by Alex for the past years with no concern over anything at all, and therefore looked no
different in age than Sabrina.
Sabrina was sitting in the living room and chatting with Alex. Alex was smiling gently, but Sabrina had always been a quiet person. Though the two had been sitting in the living room for a while, Sabrina had not been talking much and Alex was the one asking most questions.
"Wasn't it nice practicing shooting yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Your blueprints-"
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