"Let me think about it." Cecelia's long brow furrowed.
Charlotte had been with Cecelia for a while, and when she saw Cecelia's hesitant expression, she was afraid that Cecelia would reject Jacqueline.
She stepped forward and took Cecelia's arm before she could open her mouth, "Mom, can you come into the room with me alone for a moment, I want to talk to you alone."
Cecelia glanced at Charlotte and nodded her head in agreement.
Charlotte looked back at Jacqueline with a wink, telling her that she would figure out what to do next.
Jacqueline was silent, her brow furrowed. Now she could only depend on Charlotte to convince Cecelia.
Charlotte and Cecelia both walked into the bedroom on the first floor, and Charlotte casually locks the door behind her.
Cecelia turned around and just spoke, "Charlotte, what do you have to say?"
To her surprise, Charlotte fell to her knees with a thud, and before she could say anything, her tears flowed first.
"Mom." Charlotte's voice was hoarse and choked.
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