Charlotte opened her eyes, only to realize that she had been dreaming.
She breathed a sigh of relief, her hand covering her face, unable to understand why she would have such a dream.
After sitting on the bed and reflecting for a while, Charlotte went to wash up. By the time she had finished tidying up and went downstairs, it was already past nine.
Charlotte had only gone to bed at one in the morning last night, which was too late. Consequently, she woke up late as well, yawning as she descended the stairs.
The spacious villa was very quiet. Charlotte walked towards the kitchen. Upon seeing her, Joyce hurriedly brought the breakfast out from the kitchen.
Charlotte said thank you, "Joyce, how was Leandro's appetite this morning?"
Fortunately, I almost let the cat out of the bag.
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