Max spoke up, “You’re not planning to wait for that woman to show up and just get rid of her, are you?”
He held back his laughter and waited for Talia to get annoyed before telling her that the woman he was talking about was actually his lover, his daughter, from a previous life.
But Talia is not on the set, shaking his head, and came to his ear.
“I’m not worried about that woman showing up because, I’m carrying a son, even if it’s a lover from a previous life, it’s still my lover, the person who should be jealous and anxious is you.”
Max: “!!!”
A million grass mud horses ran through his heart.
I’ve been looking forward to it for so long, and I’ve been holding back from looking at the gender, just to finally open the blind box with some anticipation.
Even a day ago, Max went to the mom and pop store and almost bought all the pink baby clothes.
As a result, now Talia tells him that it is a son.
Disappointed as hell, okay?
“Brat, you’re going to have to steal my wife from me later.” Max couldn’t help but mutter.
Then eyes look to Talia, “wife, or after the birth, send him to someone else’s home, wait for the marriage married wife and then take back, and by that time he will only stick to the wife, will not pester you.”
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Muren City.
Bonnie, as always, took the five youngsters to the beach to go surfing after putting Nicole to bed.
A few of the little ones inherited Sebastian’s intelligence and quickly became comfortable with the sport of surfing, even acting as little coaches and taking the other kids along for the ride.
Bonnie couldn’t help, so she sat under a nearby sunshade and watched.
“Cousin.” Marcel came over with a little mystery and excitement on his face, “I found a way to get out of Muren City!”
“What’s the solution?” Bonnie wasn’t interested and responded perfunctorily.
Marcel’s eyes were aglow, “In another week, Muren City will hold a fireworks display, and there will be a large number of fireworks shipped in from the fireworks factory outside the city.
Those factory cars will be constantly going back and forth, even up to 30 or 40 times a day, plus to busy unloading, will be at the highway barrier to urge the release.”
Checking the same car back and forth so frequently, inspectors are bound to let their guard down.
At first, they look carefully, but later they will just let go with a cursory scan.
Especially when the car goes out empty, it doesn’t care too much.
“We just need to find a large toolbox in the wagon to hide in so we can get out of Muren City without any problems.” Marcel said.
Bonnie shook her head no, “I don’t see the need for that.”
Thinking she was worried about failure, Marcel hastened to add, “It won’t be a problem, I’ve already contacted one of the drivers, his wife needs a lot of money for her cancer and half a million for getting us out of Muren City.”
So, the driver must have tried his best to get them out of Muren City.
Bonnie still shakes her head.
“Cousin, what are you hesitating for? If you’re still unsure, then this way, Anaya and I will stay and you will go first, so that even if someone in Muren City finds out that you left, we can still stall for time so that you can go back to Capital.”
Possible scenarios have been considered by Marcel, and corresponding solutions have been given.
The plan to ensure that Bonnie and several children leave Muren City is foolproof.
Bonnie looked up at him, “Marcel, I appreciate the kindness, but there’s no need to toss and turn like this because in another week, someone will be picking us up and taking us back to Capital.”