Chapter 61:

'I like that green dress more.' She stood in front of the mirror, pulling the hem of the dress. Today the weather was quite hot, and although the fabric was highly breathable, she preferred wearing the knee-length dress.

"You can wear it at home," Mr. Desmond said, satisfied, pulling her out of the changing room.

The dining room was set with many Chinese and European dishes. Fiona Forger sat down and reached out her hand towards him, saying, "Give me the phone."

Last night she went out in the middle of the night, and when her son woke up in the morning and didn't see her, he was angry. Of course, she called Cherry, who happened to be the one she was screaming.

He looked at her for a moment and then handed her the phone. "Worried that your little dog is starving to death?"

Fiona Forger almost dropped the phone from her hand. What did he mean by "worried about the little dog"? If her son heard that, he would rush to his father at all costs.

So, she held the phone and angrily glared at s