"..."
Charles stood blankly, looking at the car driving away, with a look of loneliness and helplessness on his face.
He had always wanted to explain to her that he loved her and that he could give up anything as long as she is willing.
But she never gave him a chance.
Zia came up after a while.
Out of duty, he sent her home.
The Urban Haven.
Hendrick and Christopher are making fists.
"Fist, scissors, paper." The two little guys each drew their own fists.
"Yeah, I won." Christopher shook his two fingers happily and shouted excitedly, "This is the second time I've won. Hendrick, it’s your turn to go back to Bridgewater's Castle."
The three little ones are having fun playing together. While Christopher is playing, he didn’t want to go back to Bridgewater’s Castle. He asked Hendrick to go back, and naturally, Hendrick doesn’t want to go back either.
No way.
The two little guys had to rely on punches to decide the outcome.
"Okay." Hendrick lost twice in a row and had to agree with a grimace.
"Go back first. I will take your place in a few days. Remember to tell me and Jennifer if you need anything." Christopher patted Hendrick's face and comforted him like an adult. "By the way, you have to pay attention to that ugly witch Sheryl. I think she’s a little out of sorts these days, so you have to be careful.”
"Well, I will, then you keep your word and replace me as soon as possible." Hendrick warned very seriously.
"Don't worry, I will." Christopher replied with a smile.
Hendrick left reluctantly.
Not long after he left, the door in the living room opened with a creak.
"Yeah, Mommy is back." The two little ones jumped up and ran towards the living room.
"You haven't slept yet." Sylvia is very surprised when she saw the two little ones jumping around lively.
"Your Majesty, please change your shoes."
"Your Majesty, please drink some water."
Soon, the two little ones went to bed obediently.
And the opposite.
The atmosphere in the Lancelot family is not so good.
Sheryl sat on the sofa in embarrassment and kept wiping her tears. She couldn't be too miserable.
"You, you are so stupid. You actually sent yourself to Sylvia as a gun handle on such an occasion. Why did I give birth to such a stupid daughter." Fiona sighed sadly.
Tonight, they were not only robbed away from wealth by Sylvia, but also humiliated.
Fiona has never been so embarrassed in her entire life.
It's really a loss of on their part.
"Mom, you can't blame me. I didn't know Charles Jacobs would be there. If it weren't for him, Sylvia would definitely lose." Sheryl cried.
Fiona is so angry that she stamped her feet, "I think you are extremely stupid. If you want to do this kind of thing, you have to discuss it with me first. Don't even think about of doing it again. Mary Jane Shaw specializes in perfume, so she must have left a secret recipe to Sylvia. You, a non-professional, insist on going against the professional ones. If you don't lose, who else will lose?"
Sheryl is speechless after hearing this.

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