"Wow, Dad, that's a great idea, I agree!"
Bertha Marley beamed with joy, quickly chiming in and pretending to cover her mouth as she laughed, "I also really want to make up for the regret of not living with brother before, I will do my best to be a good sister~"
"Is there anywhere you still feel unwell?" Henry Cooper raised an eyebrow with a stern expression, immediately catching her and not letting go, her acting was really a failure, just now she seemed like she was about to die, and now she's all lively again.
"..." Bertha Marley was at a loss, with her head down, her face veiled by her long hair, full of anger:
Henry, you bastard, one day you will die a terrible death!
Seeing their disharmonious state, Vermes Marley naturally couldn't stand by idly, shaking his head, he first instructed the maid beside him, "Go and tidy a room for the Princess, and move her favorite stuffed pillows and dolls over."
"Yes."
