The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven) novel Chapter 273

Zane enjoyed his food, looking all elegant and sophisticated as ever.

I was so bloated by the time we finished eating. When we got back to the office, I plopped onto the couch, took out my phone, and checked how many dolls I managed to sell today.

The sales increased every day. It was the same for the other merchandise. The sales went from zero to hundreds, and it was only on this platform.

I opened the other platforms and saw that my merchandise was highly sought after by the readers. I reaped what I sowed, after all.

Rubbing my belly, I sat and waited until I thought the food was digested before I continued coloring.

I only stopped working when Zane reminded me that it was time to pick Willow up. After heading downstairs and exiting the building, I glanced around warily. I sighed in relief because Steven wasn't there.

After arriving at the kindergarten, Zane and I waited for about three minutes before Willow appeared at the entrance.

When she saw us, she scurried over to me. I found it odd why she didn't come out of the building with Penelope today. After all, Willow and Penelope were the best of friends.

As I wondered what had happened, I saw Penelope running into Suzy's arms with a huge smile. She held Suzy's hand, and the two of them left.

Fearing that I would misunderstand, Willow quickly explained to me, "Penelope said her mom wants to take her out to have fun together. That's why I didn't chat with her after school just now."

I was relieved to hear that. Thank goodness Willow and Penelope didn't get into a fight.

Willow got into the car and sat on my lap. "Mommy, I'm so tired."

"What did you do at school today?" I asked, concerned.

Willow shook her head and said, "It's not because of school. It's because I have to pretend the other kids at school were dolls."

She continued, "It was fine at first, but I had to pretend that everyone else, including my classmates and teachers, were all dolls. It was so tiring that my head hurt!"

She pouted, her lower lip protruding.

I gently massaged her temples and said, "You must be exhausted."