Alessia shifted her gaze to the fair, tender face of Eleanor, gently brushing aside her soft, fragmented hair, and began to speak in a consultative tone, "Eleanor, tomorrow I...""Mom, we're not going to this event tomorrow, of course," Eleanor interrupted before Alessia could finish her sentence.Pouting, Eleanor continued, "Mom, I don't want to go out tomorrow. I want to stay at home and play with Chris!"Alessia stared at her daughter's flawless little face, tenderly rubbing her small head.How could this little one not want to participate in this event?When she established the fashion studio, it was because Eleanor loved fashion design.Eleanor must have sensed her dilemma and, to avoid making her sad, cleverly spoke up in advance, saying she didn't want to go.This thoughtful little one was truly heartwarming!"Mom, I really don't want to go, don't keep frowning, it doesn't look good. Come on, give me a smile!" Eleanor, nestled in her arms, placed her chubby little hand on her c
The next morning at eight o'clock, after instructing the nanny--Mrs. Cate, to take care of the two treasures and giving each of them a kiss on the cheek, Alessia left the house.Christian and Eleanor watched from the balcony until Alessia's figure completely disappeared, then they glanced at each other and quietly slipped out the door.The taxi raced down the highway and arrived at the X fishing area after about three hours.Alessia unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and looked at the beautiful resort hotel in front of her.This new fishing area was the most important development project in the city in recent years. This resort hotel had just been built not long ago but already had rave reviews online.Alessia planned to stay here until the next email arrived.Inside the hotel, the lobby was quiet, with only a few scattered guests sitting on the sofas.Alessia went to the front desk, took out her ID directly, and checked in."Here's your room card, please take care of it, and
"Hello, beautiful ladies, I'm Elle. Do you have any questions for me? Don't judge me based on my age, okay? If you don't believe me, I can prove myself!" Elle wasn't nervous at all; her blue eyes were exceptionally clear. Despite being small, when her brother was around, she was obediently reliant on him. But when he wasn't, she could bravely protect herself. Bianca was momentarily stunned. Despite having a highly intelligent nephew at home, she couldn't immediately accept that the child in front of her, Elle, was equally impressive. After some thought, she tested, "Child, could you briefly explain the concept behind your design this time?" "Of course!" Elle confidently nodded her little head, and her soft hands pulled out a tablet from her backpack. She opened the software and began to articulate her thoughts clearly, "My design this time is themed around flowers, particularly focusing on snowflakes, which my mommy loves the most. Each piece of clothing is adorned with snowflak
At the hotel, in the banquet hall. Everyone had zero tolerance for child abductors. Bianca had to go through a lot of explanations to prove she wasn't one. After the recent confrontation, she now looked disheveled and sat angrily on the sofa. That brat was indeed born to torment her. Normally, she could tolerate his teasing, but now he had come to the banquet hall to embarrass her! The more Bianca thought about it, the angrier she became. She decided that no matter what, she wouldn't easily let Christopher off this time. She suddenly sat up, took out her phone, and dialed Dominic's number. The phone rang three times but there was no answer. After a moment's thought, Bianca decided to call David instead. "Miss Carter!" David answered the call promptly. "Where's my brother?" Bianca asked petulantly. "Mr. Dominic is in a meeting!" David glanced at the conference room and switched the phone to his other hand. "Forget it!" Bianca was about to hang up. She knew too well how ruthle
The sun was setting, casting a figure into the old alley of the X fishing area. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Alessia woke up from her nap and finally received an email. The email said she needed to find Dalton’s house, where the person she was looking for was located. After inquiring around, Alessia found her way there. Not far away, a small white house appeared in sight, where a middle-aged couple could be seen drying fish in the yard. Alessia stepped into the courtyard. The couple stopped their activities when they saw a stranger at their door. "Excuse me, are you Mr. And Mrs. Dalton?" Alessia pursed her lips and asked. As soon as she spoke, the expressions on the couple's faces changed. After a moment of silence, it was the woman who spoke first. She tidied her stray hair nervously and asked, "Will you... be good to Daniel?" From their body language, it was clear they had been expecting her visit. At this moment, the ‘Daniel’ mentioned should be the child. Alessia
The seawater rushed in, and Alessia felt the cold touch gradually invading her breath. The more she struggled, the more she felt sinking. Alessia's swimming skills were originally not good, and as the seawater drilled into her throat, it stung painfully. Her vision gradually began to blur. In a daze, she felt a force pulling her back to the surface. Then, her lips softened, and a hot breath entered her. Alessia opened her eyes again, only then realizing what had happened. Dominic's lips pressed against hers, helping her breathe. Their faces were so close that Alessia could even see the distinct eyelashes floating in the water. In her mind, images from five years ago flashed back. Dominic forcibly pressed her down on the bed and kissed her. This familiarity made her psychologically uncomfortable. Needing to alleviate the suffocating feeling, she pushed against Dominic with force, turning towards the shore to float away. The sensation on her lips disappeared, and Dominic was
The fragrance of the instant noodles wafted over, causing Dominic to subconsciously swallow, his gaze turning colder by three degrees. Who gave this woman the confidence to think he wanted to eat? A trace of annoyance flashed through Dominic's narrow eyes for some inexplicable reason. Alessia was enjoying her noodles. She had only asked the question just now because it was part of her ‘role’, and Dominic's refusal had long been expected. She walked over to a low stool near the door, finished the noodles in a few mouthfuls, and looked up to see a dilapidated tricycle parked outside. It was the vehicle she had asked the old lady to call for. Alessia put down the noodle box and turned back to ask Dominic dutifully, "Mr. Carter, would you like to go together?" This time, Dominic was even more direct, not even bothering to give her a glance. Very well, this was in line with Dominic's proud personality. It seemed that he completely believed she was trying to seduce him. Alessia bre
Christopher's eyes flickered. He was about to nod, but then he remembered his father's attitude towards the neighbor lady just now, so he shook his head. "She just thought I was lost." Christopher hung his head, staring at his own toes. He had sneaked out of the room when his aunt wasn't paying attention, hoping to try his luck downstairs. He hadn't expected to really encounter the neighbor lady. Originally, he had planned to ask her in person whether she was his mommy and why she didn't want him. But now that his father had appeared, he regretted it and decided to wait and see after he had met ‘Christian’. Christopher pursed his lips, feeling low-spirited. He had originally intended to spend more time with the neighbor lady, but he hadn't expected to run into his father and ruin everything. Dominic looked at his son's increasingly gloomy expression, his brows furrowing rather than relaxing. Recalling what he had seen at the hotel entrance just now, he subconsciously felt that