Chapter 49: The Strategy Was a Waste of Ti
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Franklin continued to work until late at night. By the ti he finished reading the last docunt, it was already one in the morning.
He pinched the space between his eyebrows. His head was aching, so he went back to his room and took a shower. Then, he laid down on the bed.
In the past, Lauren would always make a racket before he went to bed. Although it was noisy, it did not make him feel lonely. Now, he felt that the Torres family was too quiet.
Franklin lifted the blanket and found sothing.
It was one of Lauren’s dolls. It was her favorite little rabbit doll..
She had said that the thing she liked the most was to keep it by her side so that she would not lose it.
Franklin suddenly had mixed feelings. He picked up the pink little rabbit.
The rabbit’s ears were long and soft. It looked exactly like Lauren when she was still asleep.
Suddenly, Franklin’s fingers felt a different sensation.
He took a look and saw that there was a piece of paper in the rabbit’s clothes. When he opened it, Franklin could tell at a glance that the ghostly handwriting was written by Lauren.
“I’ll give this little rabbit to you. With it by your side, you’ll be able to sleep well every day.”
Franklin wanted to squeeze out a smile, but in the end, his eyes were filled with endless frustration and regret.
Most of the ti, Lauren seed noisy, but her delicacy was also incomparable.
He must get that bastard Quinn to apologize to Lauren.
Franklin made up his mind before he went to sleep peacefully.
It was a dream-free night.
The sunrise scene at the Dream Villa was also extrely shocking. Every day, there would be a client, who was also a photographer, waiting for the sunrise, wanting to capture those few minutes of beauty.
Lauren did not have the willpower, but Ben was curious.
“Mr. Carson, I am not getting up!” It was only past six o’clock, and the early spring air was still filled with a faint chill.
Lauren pulled the quilt and covered her entire body. Her small feet also shrank into the quilt.
Her long black hair draped over the pillow, and her fair and clean face was full of impatience after being woken up.
“Miss Lauren, I read the guide yesterday. The sunrise and sunset here are very beautiful. It would be a pity if I didn’t see it once!”
It was Ben’s first ti living in such a place, and the excitent in his heart was hard to calm down. Before he went to bed, he specially looked up the guide for this place and even carefully made a plan.
“After we watch the sunrise, we can go for a buffet breakfast and then go to Dream Mountain to see the cherry blossoms,” Ben chattered on endlessly.
Lauren turned over and hid her head under the blanket, trying to block Ben’s voice.
“Mr. Carson, do you know who the boss of Dream Villa is?” Lauren’s voice was buzzing from under the blanket.
“It’s...Miss Torres?” To be honest, Ben still could not digest this fact after a night.
“Right, since this place is mine, there are many opportunities to watch the sunrise.”
“Mr. Carson, if you have nothing to do, go and fetch Auntie Yulia Citra over. When you co back, bring along the at buns from Wo Shun Bun Restaurant. I want to eat three!”
Ben, who had planned so thoroughly, was speechless.
The plan was wasted.
When Lauren woke up again, the sky was already bright. The morning fog had been evaporated by the sun, and the Villa was quiet.
If there really was a paradise, it must be here.
Lauren had just finished washing up when Ben brought Yulia back. Of course, he also brought along the at bun that Lauren had been thinking about.
In her dream last night, Lauren dread that she was eating a at bun, but Quinn snatched it away. No matter how Lauren jumped and ran, she could not get back her at bun.
Ben looked at Lauren’s gaze as she ate the at bun.
Was this bun not delicious? Why was Miss Lauren’s gaze so vicious?
Yulia was still the sa as the last ti Lauren saw her. Her eyes were lifeless, and she was hugging a small purple schoolbag tightly in her arms. There was also a picture of a Disney princess on it.
Presumably, what was inside was her daughter Lily’s things.
Lauren walked to Yulia’s side.
“Auntie Yulia, can you show Lily’s things?”
Lauren knew very well what to say when she saw soone.
Yulia had lost her daughter for two years, and she was ntally very weak. Lauren used her greatest advantage — she had the sa age as Lily, so as to make Yulia lower her guard.
Lauren’s sweet voice and chubby face reminded Yulia of her daughter. A sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.
“Lily was also this tall two years ago...” Yulia glanced at Lauren and tears began to seep out of her eyes.
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