“Asher? Callum?”
Diane calls them from the kitchen, Asher then pats Callum, to get his attention.
“After dinner.”
“Of course, I’ll go taking care of the twins, you help Diane.”
Scoffing and rolling his eyes, Asher chuckles at Callum. “Yeah, obviously.”
They divide the workload, Callum, helping by taking a closer look at the twins, while Asher gives a hand to Diane, who cooks alone for dinner. One hour later a text came from Brandon, through Diane’s smartphone.
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Good Boy: Love, it seems I couldn’t make it into dinner, there’s tons of work in the office right now, and I have a pre-appointment with Chinese investors for a dinner.
Diane : (I really want the three of you to be here, with me…) Delete.
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She then rephrases her text.
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