After vomiting, Laura Quincy felt much better. She was groggily placed in a bath by the servants, and after getting dressed, she was led to a grand, extravagant dining room.
The luxurious chandelier alone could probably buy the apartment she was living in now, right?
Even more surprising was—
"Little Mars?"
"Hello, sister, we meet again!" Justin Hawthorne, sitting upright on a child-sized chair made for him, had big, shiny eyes filled with excitement.
He knew his daddy would definitely relent!
Laura Quincy had mixed feelings at this moment because all the troubles she'd encountered started with this little kid in front of her. But he was so adorable; how could she bear to blame him?
Besides, his cold-blooded father didn't represent him.
Thinking of that man, she recalled her vomiting on him in the car earlier. Although she was in a daze at the time, she could still feel the chilly, terrifying aura he exuded…
Still, it was quite satisfying!
Serves him right!
