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Son of a biscuit!

Grace's POV

I had given Helen a two-hour bath, not like it was what I wanted to do, but I just couldn't help myself from drifting to daydreaming

Davis kissed me! How dare he? What was he thinking?

From time to time, Helen would pinch my hand to pull me back to reality, and she did it again.

I smiled at her and took her out of the bathtub. I covered her body with a towel before taking her to her bedroom.

“Mommy, will you be following us to the mall? Daddy wants to get me new shoes”.

Yeah, as promised, he has to buy them. How rich was Davis?

“No honey. I'll be here waiting for you to come back” I kissed her hair that I had just used the towel to clean, It was still wet, though.

“Alright,” she replied, making me wonder why she wasn't pressing like usual.

I brow-dry her hair with the hand dryer before wearing some new clothes. I helped her pack her dark hair that she had clearly gotten from her father before placing her on the chair.

She stood on the chair looking at herself in the mi
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