Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

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There is no misunderstanding.

Theo just intends to leave Capital for good and leave the place that is associated with his mother.

As to where it was going to start over, Sebastian didn't know, nor was he interested in knowing.

All he knows is that Theo is an extremely irresponsible coward, scum!

Theo doesn't deserve to be called his father!

The atmosphere in the car sank down, depressingly breathless.

Bonnie couldn't ask any more questions and changed the subject, "Sebastian, let's go home, it's my brother and Talia's

engagement party tonight, we should go back and get ready."

Sebastian hmmmed and started the car.

The engagement party was organized by Nancy, so the venue was chosen at the hotel. The Pearson Family side was quiet, only a

few make-up artists were dressing Talia.

Old Mr. Pearson sat next to him, holding a tub of fruit cut into small pieces, handing a piece to Talia every now and then so that she

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wouldn't starve after too long in makeup.

Turning his head and seeing Bonnie and Sebastian back together, Old Mr. Pearson froze for a moment.

Soon regained his composure, jokingly asked, "How did you two cback together, really, are old married, how still sticky like hot

love, shame?"

Bonnie gagged, "Why should you be ashamed if you have a good relationship with your own husband?" "Who wouldn't be envious

when you walk out!"

After a pause, he also deliberately asked several make-up artists, "You say, are you envious?"

The make-up artist nodded like a garlic, "Of course | envy, Mrs. Grant and Mr. Grant have a good relationship, and the word is out

in the streets of Capital, everyone wants to be Mrs. Grant, everyone wants Mr. Grant."

"That's not to be expected, after all, such a golden girl is hard to cby." Old Mr. Pearson shook his head.

The make-up artist immediately said, "Who said that? Old Mr. Pearson, your family has two pairs, Mrs. Grant and Mr. Grant; Mr.

Pearson and Miss Bear."

A word that made Old Mr. Pearson's heart flutter.

It seems that God likes the Pearson Family more, so he has arranged so many good couples for us."

After a pause, he beckoned toward the maid again.

The maid understood the situation and took out the red envelope to be used at the engagement party tonight.

Old Mr. Pearson then grabbed a handful and shoved it at the makeup artist, "Such a sweet mouth, here, dip your toes in the air!"

Makeup artist's heart is in bloom!

The Pearson Family's red envelopes are a thousand a piece, and the handful that Old Mr. Pearson just stuffed, at least 17 or 18.

That's 17,800!

It's enough for two months of her salary!

Getting paid to do the job, the makeup artist worked even harder, making Talia's cheeks so that not even a single pore could be

found.

It is not too much to say that a blow-up can be broken.

Old Mr. Pearson was happy and gave another big red packet.

After stuffing it, he lamented, "If only | could have recognized Bonnie back sooner so | could have caught her engagement and

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marriage."

Old Mr. Pearson could not wait to host such a big event every day.

He is especially happy when his favorite granddaughter is having a wedding.

Unfortunately, it was missed.

| wanted to sigh, but when | thought that today was a good day to get engaged, | hurriedly took a sharp breath again.

You can't sigh. Sighing will take away your good luck.

"Although you can't give Sebastianand | an engagement party and wedding, but grandpa you can give the baby in my belly a full

moon reception, then the whole thing will be left to you to arrange, how about it?" Bonnie said.

Old Mr. Pearson was a sight to behold.

Oh yeah, why didn't he think of that!

"That would be best," Old Mr. Pearson rubbed his hands happily, "but it depends on whether Sebastian agrees or not, Sebastian,

are you okay with that?"

Turning his head, Sebastian, however, was so engrossed in his own world that he didn't respond.

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