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Chapter 1195

    Chapter 1195


    "Do you think Mr. McMillian would side with his girlfriend, or would he adhere to his mother''s advice


    and call it quits?"


    “Who knows? I''m on pins and needles, just waiting for the next scene to unfold"


    Romeo had just ordered a handful of dishes and was carrying them to the table when he heard the


    elevator ding. He looked up to see Jennifer stepping out, her designer handbag slung over her


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    shoulder.


    “Mom, what are you doing here?"


    Arabe turned at the sound of his voice and was equally surprised.


    Upon seeing Arabe, Jennifer''s face lit up. She hurried over and enveloped her in a warm hug.


    "My darling girl, what are you doing here? Did Romeo invite you?"


    She had never expected to run into Arabe here!


    “I had some free time today, so I came to see him;’ Arabe exined.


    “You rascal, why didn''t you pick her up? Did you let Bee here all by herself?" Jennifer chided her


    son.


    "Where are the manners I taught you?"


    “I wanted to surprise him,’ Arabe exined.


    “Oh, my sweetheart, you''re so thoughtful.” Jennifer, gleeful, took a seat next to Arabe. "Did Romeo


    show you around? Are you getting used to the ce? Is there anything that needs improvement in the


    Before Arabe could answer, Jennifer turned to Romeo. “Couldn''t you have ordered more dishes for


    Be? Or taken her out to eat? And the table, it''s too small. Be, sit tight. I''ll get you more food."


    "No need. There''s already plenty. I can''t finish it all," Arabe said, holding Jennifer back. “I''ll get you


    some utensils, we can eat together."


    Jennifer nced at her son. "Why should you have to do that? Isn''t there someone here who can?"


    Romeo stood to get the utensils.


    “My sweet girl, you finally came to visit your home. Come more often when you have the time, explore


    the ce.


    If Romeo is busy, you can always call me. I know this ce like the back of my hand."


    The employees on the ground floor were all staring in disbelief.


    Just moments ago, Jennifer was ready to drag the woman seducing her son out of the building. But


    now, she was hugging Arabe, chatting andughing with her. It was clear she held a great deal of


    affection for her.


    "I don''t want to trouble you.’ Arabe said, her words endearing her even more to Jennifer.


    “You wouldn''t be a bother at all! I have nothing to do at home. Call me whenever you need anything!"


    “You talk too much. It''s too noisy,” Romeo said, setting a set of utensils in front of Jennifer. "Be


    prefers quiet."


    Jennifer huffed at him, then turned back to Arabe. "Did you just arrive, or have you been here since


    morning?"


    “This morning."


    "Did you hear about the incident then?" Jennifer was clearly angry. "I heard from my subordinates that


    a woman caused quite the uproar here, disturbing hundreds of security personnel. Which vixen would


    dare cause such a fuss when we''re not around?"


    Arabe admitted, “It was me."


    "You?" Jennifer was taken aback. She turned to Romeo. "What on earth happened?"


    Romeo briefly exined the situation. Jennifer was about to explode with rage when her phone rang.


    Seeing who it was, she picked up immediately. “Adrian. * "Jennifer, have you had lunch yet?"


    Adrian hadn''t finished his sentence when Jennifer cut in, “I couldn''t eat because of the children’s issue.


    You know, Myrna keeps throwing herself at Romeo despite knowing about the engagement between


    the McMillian and Collins families. It puts Romeo in a difficult position, and it''s not good for our image. I


    wonder how the Collins family would react to this."
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