She wore a red flawless turtle neck gown, not because she love red but because she wanted to impress Arden. She looked in the mirror and packed her blonde hair into ponytail. Holy hell! Who pack their hair into ponytail to attend a rich family dinner? Definitely Emma.
Honk.... She had the car sound. "Ezra is here? It's not even seven yet."
"Mom looks like your ride is here."
"I know honey." She kissed Zoe on her forehead. "And your babysitter will be here in ten minute."
"I don't need a babysitter." She itch her nose. "I am an adult now."
"You are only three."
"So! What if I am three and besides mom, no one goes to a rich dinner with ponytail." Zoe shakes her head.
Disapproving.
"Aw, Miss Sweet face is no longer a baby." Emma drew Zoe's cheeks.
"Stop it! So can I stay here wit
