"As long as it's not someone like Michelle," I said, laughing with a hint of distress. "You have no idea! She's been blocking me downstairs daily, and I have no clue what she's up to."
"Michelle does give off a vibe to avoid. You better keep your distance. Having her fixate on you can't lead to anything good."
With that, Theo stood up. "Chloe, I'll take my leave. Call me when you're back, and I'll arrange everything. Don't worry, they're all proper people."
"Are you really leaving?" I reluctantly stood up, feeling a bit unfulfilled.
Theo replied, "We'll have a proper chat when you're back. I won't waste your work time."
I escorted him to the elevator, and we agreed to meet again when he returned to the capital. It seemed that Theo was indeed a person who got things done, was straightforward, and had depth.
After seeing Theo off, I called in Carol to ask about Michelle's visit in the morning.
Carol confirmed that she did come to visit the company. She stayed until everyone went for lunch, and only then did she leave.
I was certain she had another motive for seeking me out.
In the evening, returning to Pleca Park, Ava noticed my early return and rushed over. "Mommy, you came back so early! Did you take my advice?"
I almost burst out laughing. Take her advice? This kid was becoming quite clever.
Nevertheless, I nodded in agreement. "Yes! My daughter knows best. Of course, I should listen."
She became even more pleased with herself, glancing at Atlas. "Daddy, good job to you, too!"
Atlas put on a meek appearance. "Yes, I'll strive for your praise every day from now on."
She was instantly delighted, her eyes sparkling.
Looking up at Atlas, she asked, "Daddy, do you want to go see Grandpa's trees with us?"
Hearing her words, I realized it had been a long time since I last saw my dad.
I held Atlas's hand and looked up at him sincerely. "It's all thanks to you."
"Both of you are my treasures." He squeezed my hand and smiled, leading me upstairs. "Come on, don't keep her waiting."
After changing our clothes, the two little ones had already run upstairs, shouting through the corridor.
This mansion would truly become lively if we added two more.
At that moment, my face involuntarily turned red. But having a child for him was a must. He loved children so much. I couldn't let him down.
Seeing me lost in thought, blushing, he hugged me from behind. "What are you thinking? Your face is all red."
I looked at him and said, "I'm thinking about having a baby! If we have two more, it'll be even more lively."
"Then I'll work hard for it." After saying this, he kissed me, and I quickly pushed him away. The children's voices were so close now. He had to control himself.
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