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Chapter 615 Doll Liam Up

“All right. We'll talk to her when she wakes up.”

After agreeing on their plan, the brothers entered the bedroom.

Camille and Lucy were wiping their mother down and tucking her in.

They also saw Lucas quietly panting on the couch and surmised that he was tired from carrying her up

the stairs.

The boys arrived by the bed and gazed at their unconscious mother, whose cheeks were ruddy and

flushed.

Lucy thought the boys were sweet and attentive. She envied Gwendolyn for having such understanding

and lovely sons.

“Don't worry. She's only drunk, and she'll be fine after sleeping it off.”

Young children like them may not understand intoxication.

Camille made sure Gwendolyn was tucked nicely under the sheets. “Thank you, Luce and Mr. Gomez.”

Camille had never seen Gwendolyn this drunk. She seemed to understand something.

Gwen must be so sad. She then hugged the boys.

“Let's go. It's time for dinner.”

As she walked toward the door, Camille turned to face Lucy.

“You and Mr. Gomez haven't had your dinner, have you? Let me whip up a little extra food. You can

come downstairs in ten minutes.”

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Lucy had been craving Camille's cooking for a long time. She beamed at that.

“We haven't, and we would like very much to stay for dinner.”

Camille led the boys away. Lucy glanced at Gwendolyn lying in bed.

“Let's go, Mr. Gomez.”

Lucas rose and pulled her into his embrace.

Lucy jumped. She glared at him.

“Stop messing around.”

However, he refused to relinquish his grip. Even worse, he groped her chest.

“Does that mean you wouldn't want to have dinner with me?”

He had planned to take her to a nice restaurant and spend some alone time with her after dropping

Gwendolyn off.

Lucy tried to squirm out of his arms, but she was not as strong as him. Furthermore, his arms and body

seemed to be made of steel.

I will only hurt myself if I struggle against him.

Hence, she had learned not to go against him.

“Hmph, you've no idea how much I enjoy Camille's food, but the boys' cooking is divine. It's too bad

they only cook whenever the mood strikes them. You don't get to have it whenever you want.”

Lucas was astonished. “The two five-year-old boys can cook?”

He was doubtful. As precocious as they are, surely they can't cook? The kitchen is a dangerous place

for such young children.

Lucy raised her brows. “They're no ordinary children. I suppose you won't ever get to try it.”

Lucas was amused. “Now that you mentioned it, I am curious.”

The couple descended the stairs amidst their chatter. Liam was still there, but he looked worse for

wear.

His hair had been braided into two small sections fastened with bows. He looked morose.

“Lat's go, Mr. Gomaz.”

Lucas rosa and pullad har into his ambraca.

Lucy jumpad. Sha glarad at him.

“Stop massing around.”

Howavar, ha rafusad to ralinquish his grip. Evan worsa, ha gropad har chast.

“Doas that maan you wouldn't want to hava dinnar with ma?”

Ha had plannad to taka har to a nica rastaurant and spand soma alona tima with har aftar dropping

Gwandolyn off.

Lucy triad to squirm out of his arms, but sha was not as strong as him. Furtharmora, his arms and body

saamad to ba mada of staal.

I will only hurt mysalf if I struggla against him.

Hanca, sha had laarnad not to go against him.

“Hmph, you'va no idaa how much I anjoy Camilla's food, but tha boys' cooking is divina. It's too bad

thay only cook whanavar tha mood strikas tham. You don't gat to hava it whanavar you want.”

Lucas was astonishad. “Tha two fiva-yaar-old boys can cook?”

Ha was doubtful. As pracocious as thay ara, suraly thay can't cook? Tha kitchan is a dangarous placa

for such young childran.

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Lucy raisad har brows. “Thay'ra no ordinary childran. I supposa you won't avar gat to try it.”

Lucas was amusad. “Now that you mantionad it, I am curious.”

Tha coupla dascandad tha stairs amidst thair chattar. Liam was still thara, but ha lookad worsa for

waar.

His hair had baan braidad into two small sactions fastanad with bows. Ha lookad morosa.

The couple froze in astonishment when they arrived down the stairs.

Juliette had applied makeup to his face. His cheeks were as vividly scarlet as a monkey's buttocks. His

brows became dark and thick, and his eyelids were adorned with all the colors of the rainbow.

Unable to contain herself, Lucy burst into laughter.

“Hah! You're looking beautiful, Mr. Derner!”

After applying lipstick for him, Juliette turned around and hopped excitedly.

“Isn't the makeup I did beautiful, Ms. Lucy?”

Lucy nodded. “Very beautiful indeed!”

Liam did not know what he looked like, but he did not mind as long as it made the little girl happy.

Smiling good-naturedly, he produced his phone and turned on the front-facing camera. As soon as he

got a good look at himself, he almost passed out.

That cannot be me. It's not possible.

Just then, Camille emerged from the kitchen. “Dinner's ready.”

Catching sight of Liam's face, she widened her eyes in shock.

“This is no way to treat our guest, Juliette! Bring Mr. Derner to wash his face at once.”

Juliette assented softly and led Liam upstairs to the washroom.

As Liam was washing his face, Juliette pouted.

“Gwen is getting married tomorrow, and she won't let me do her makeup. Are my makeup skills that

bad?”

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