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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 878
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"Ms. Michelle," Elise pushed in the door and helped Ms. Michelle up, "Are you okay?"

"Elise," Ms. Michelle looked up, "isn't everything I've done for William good enough?"

"Of course it's great." Elise replied.

Ms. Michelle's eyes gradually confused, "Then why is he still so resistant? As if | would harm him!

| clearly gave him the best.

The highest position on the high seas, President of HT Company, Managing Director of Globex Company, heir to the Grant Group.

As long as it is what he wants, | will try to do everything to him, everything to give him the best, car, house, and even the woman

he wants!"

At this point, Ms. Michelle suddenly paused.

She glanced at Elise next to her out of the corner of her eye .

But Elise didn't seem to hear that, her expression was flat and she opened her mouth to reply, "Yes Ms. Michelle, you give the boss

the best of everything."

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"Elise, you're the one who knowsbest." Ms. Michelle raised her hand and patted the back of her hand in relief, "When the dust

settles after this, | will definitely arrange the best place for you to go."

The best place to go?

Elise's heart was cold, but she didn't just snort out loud.

What's the best place to go, it's not like Ms. Michelle said before, let her marry the boss, right?

Elise's heart had been slightly shaken when she cout of Bonnie's room.

But now, that relief is being solidified by Ms. Michelle's hard foot, solidifying her thoughts.

She wants to work with Bonnie and she wants to marry the boss.

Definitely!

By any means!

"Elise, you keep an eye on Bonnie these days, and when | close theon my end, we can take William back to the high seas." Ms.

Michelle said.

Elise nods, "Okay Ms. Michelle."

Bonnie slept comfortably in her room.

When you open your eyes again, it's already dark.

The room is dimly lit, but there is a black figure in the corner, hazy, not really visible.

Bonnie nearly broke out in a cold sweat.

Following a snap to turn on the light, which made it clear who the person was.

William.

To be precise, it was William who smelled of alcohol.

Even William now has a bottle of wine in his hand that he is about to drink to the bottom.

The pair of lax and disoriented pupils, proving that William is not lightly drunk.

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When faced with the alcoholic, Bonnie's first reaction was to shield her stomach.

She was worried that William would go booze crazy and then hurt the baby in her belly.

After making sure the two were a safe distance apart, Bonnie asked, "What are you doing in my room?"

"Annie, do you remember what your father was like?" William asked.

Bonnie was stunned, "Why are you asking this for good reason?"

"Do you remember?" William asked in a poorly pursued voice.

Bonnie had to answer, "Of course | remember, my parents only died when | was a teenager, we were always close before that, and

every weekend my dad would make tto cook for himself."

At that tthe days were pleasant and happy, she was just a carefree young girl.

There is a favorite teenager, a loving mom and dad, and the worries and joys of homework.

"My dad still flies kites, he taught me, only | didn't learn." Bonnie recalls with emotion.

"It's so nice, I've had two dads in my life, but neither one is a good memory for me." William couldn't help but lament.