"Uh." Arthur couldn't help but feel embarrassed that his inward thoughts were actually seen through by a five-year-old girl.
He really wanted to please Sylvia that day.
Sylvia's lips raised slightly when she heard this.
After their meal.
For the first time, Arthur took the initiative to ask Chris and Hendrick if they wanted to go to their Mommy's place.
When Chris and Hendrick heard this, they acknowledged that that was exactly what they wanted, and they immediately agreed happily.
That way, Arthur sent the children to Sylvia's house to get great care.
Sylvia spent another happy night with her children.
The next day.
Sylvia was sitting in the office when she opened her mobile phone and saw the headlines.
Really?
There were pictures everywhere of Arthur taking Sylvia and the children to eat together.
Arthur held Sylvia's hand affectionately, and the whole family looked very loving and warm.
Sylvia was so unjustly tricked by Arthur that she jumped into the trap and couldn't even analyze what she was doing.
Lancelot family house.
"Mom, look, Sylvia is very proud now, and Arthur and Charles are vying to be with her. What do you want me to do?" Sheryl was extremely angry.
The two most powerful men in the entire Paris were under Sylvia's love spell. The woman's life was so good.
Fiona looked at the photos on her phone and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, Sylvia will never marry into the Jacobs family. The Jacobs family is a very traditional family. Sylvia has already given birth for two men. She has other men children, especially Arthur’s. Now the Jacobs family has many businesses and cooperates with the Bridgewater Corporation. The Jacobs family will never get into a conflict with the Bridgewater family because of Sylvia. If you don’t believe me, just wait. Charles can’t bear it for long.”
Fiona had been struggling in business and relationships all her life. She understands the complexity of human nature too well.
"Mom, I would rather see Charles marry her, so that she won't be close to Arthur." Sheryl pouted.
Sylvia stood up.
The roses were so fresh and beautiful. It looks like they have just been flown in. They looked very expensive.
"Sylvia, do you like it?" Before she could say anything, a slender man walked in. Charles was smiling with a bright face.
"Charles, didn't I tell you not to send me flowers? It's such a waste." Sylvia spoke immediately.
"No, how can this be called a waste? If a gentleman can make a beautiful woman smile, then the money spent was nothing. As long as you like it, I can do anything for you." Charles walked over without care and put his hands on her shoulders, straightened her body, and looked at her delicate facial features; his bright eyes were as light as the day, and he said sincerely:
"I said that from now on, you will be my queen. Don't worry about money. Even if you want my life, I will give it to you. As long as I know that you love me and care about me, I will have no complaints."
Sylvia opened her mouth and was speechless.
"Sylvia, are you cold?" Charles held her hand, "Why do you look so cold?"
He rubbed her little hands gently, put them in his mouth to breathe in the heat, took off his coat, and put it on her shoulders.

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