After Sharon Allyson had packed everything up, she put the little one, who was flopping around in his
crib, onto the crawl rug.
The little one probably had been lying down for a long time and started crawling around as soon as he
landed, waving aside all the toys that were in his way.
Sharon Allyson sat watching the scene, the corners of her mouth gently curled.
Ruben came back from throwing out the trash, "It's almost time for dinner.Are we going out to eat?"
Sharon Allyson withdrew her eyes and said, "You watch him for me.I'll cook."
"I do it."
Ruben said, "I'll get some groceries and fruit."
"Wait."
Sharon Allyson called out to him, "When are you going back to school?"
Ruben said, "Today is Saturday."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
Well, never mind.
Ruben had just left for a moment when the doorbell rang.
Sharon Allyson went to answer the door, and Tiffany leaned over the door frame and winked, "Sharon,
can I come and have a meal?"
Sharon Allyson smiled, "Come on in.Ruben just went grocery shopping."
Tiffany's eyes instantly lit up even more when she heard that, "Then I'll have a good meal today."
Just as Tiffany came in, Daniel appeared with the soup he had just prepared.
After putting the soup pot on the table, Daniel said, "Ms.Allyson, everything you asked me to do is
taken care of."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome.After the Proctor Group held the conference, public opinion did shift, except there
were still some people who had doubts.After putting down the evidence you gave me, those voices
completely disappeared."
Tiffany was eating a snack, "I really didn't expect that Jameson Proctor, who is usually very ruthless,
was actually soft on this matter."
Sharon Allyson said lightly, "He did it because he didn't want Jeffery Proctor to be embarrassed."
If it were the past, she might have done nothing for Jeffery Proctor's sake, as well as not wanting
Jameson Proctor to be embarrassed.
But ever since Evie Rowland let the nanny kill the baby in front of everyone, she had no choice but to
expose her.
If anyone hurt her child, she would return the favor.
Daniel poured Tiffany a cup of hot water, "It seems to be planned in advance by Evie Rowland, who
probably, already guessed that she would die."
Tiffany snorted, "She just had to disgust people even when she was dead! Just like that scumbag Josh
Allyson.Wait ...she shouldn't be faking death like Josh Allyson, right?"
Sharon Allyson shook her head and said, "A lot of people watched her die."
Tiffany patted her chest, "That's good, that's good."
After a moment, Sharon Allyson looked at Daniel, "When did you know that?"
Daniel laughed dryly, "I also ......just found out not long ago, and before that, I only suspected it, but
there was no proof."
Sharon Allyson said, "Was it when you left the room with Ruben?"
Daniel nodded gently.It was Ruben who offered to make a deal with him.
Tiffany added, "Sharon, you and your Mr.Proctor, are you ..."
Before Tiffany could finish her sentence, Daniel coughed.
Sharon Allyson was mixing formula for the little one, "I'll deal with it later."
Tiffany thought it would be best if they could deal with it soon.
Who knows what could happen? And what was wrong with Jameson Proctor? It'd been days, but he
still hadn't appeared.
Had he already given up? Soon, Ruben came back from the grocery shopping.
Sharon Allyson went into the kitchen, "I'll do it.You wash some fruit for them."
Ruben said, "Okay."
Outside, Tiffany called out, "Sharon, Giana Clarke just told me she's filming around here.Should we ask
her to join us for dinner tonight?"
Sharon Allyson glanced at Ruben and curled her lips, "Go ahead."
Ruben washed the fruit and didn't say anything.
Sharon Allyson said, "How are things going for you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"School? Work? Relationship?"
Ruben, "..."
He was silent before saying, "Not much going on these days, basically school, and I'll probably be in a
show over the summer."
Sharon Allyson said, "A talent show?"
She added, "I heard from Giana Clarke that your company is doing a talent show that focuses on you."
Ruben said, "It's not that."
"Why?"
"I didn't like it and turned it down."
Sharon Allyson thought, "Ruben's indeed not the bouncing on the stage type."
Sharon Allyson asked again, "So what show are you in?"
Ruben was silent for a few seconds before saying, 'A room escape show."
Sharon Allyson, "?"
She wondered, "What is that?"
"Solving puzzles."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
Now that was his style.
Giana Clarke wrapped up late, but the meal was just about ready when she arrived.
Giana Clarke thought this was Tiffany's house.
She looked around, saw that everyone was there, and asked, "Is Mr.Proctor not here?"
Tiffany cleared her throat, "Well..."
"Right."
Giana Clarke looked at Sharon Allyson, "I read on the news today that Mr.Proctor is injured and
hospitalized and cant get out of bed.Is that true?"
Sharon Allyson said, "False."
Giana Clarke breathed a sigh of relief, "That's what I thought! That wicked capitalist, how could he be
so badly injured? Usually, it's someone else taking the bullet for him."
At that, Sharon Allyson thought of something and froze.
Next to her, Tiffany kept tugging at Giana Clarke's sleeve.
Giana Clarke looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"Hahahaha, no, nothing ...have an orange.Ruben just bought them this afternoon.They're quite fresh."
Giana Clarke said, "No, I had enough oranges this afternoon during the shooting."
She saw the little one who was waving a toy in the air happily, and suddenly her eyes widened, and
she subconsciously looked at Tiffany's stomach, "It can't be, can it?"
Seeing what she was thinking, Tiffany patted her shoulder and whispered quickly while Sharon Allyson
went to the kitchen to bring the food, "That's Sharon and Mr.Proctor's baby, and also, they are having a
fight.You should stop mentioning Mr.Proctor."
Giana Clarke immediately shut her mouth.
At that moment, Ruben put a box of yogurt in front of her.
Seeing this, Tiffany could not help but glance over and immediately protested, "Why don't I have one?"
Ruben's expression remained unchanged, "Yogurt helps digestion.I think you have a good appetite, so
you don't need it."
Tiffany, "..."
Giana Clarke also froze.She had eaten quite a lot of oranges this afternoon but hadn't reached the
point of indigestion.She was just about to speak when Ruben had gone off to do something else.
Giana Clarke looked at the yogurt in front of her.
It was the peach flavor she liked.
Giana Clarke inserted the straw and took a sip but turned her head to meet Tiffany's gossipy gaze.
After a few seconds of looking at each other, Tiffany suddenly leaned over, "Have you already started
moving?"
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