After a restless flight, Sabrina had a light snack and crashed for the night.
The next morning, the three of them had breakfast together before the chief editor scooped up Sabrina, and Tyrone personally escorted Jennie to the Wilson Estate.
Nestled in a suburban town, the estate sprawled over a massive area and boasted breathtaking views.
Stepping into this new spot, Jennie looked around with wide eyes.
The estates staff, already briefed, warmly welcomed them into the main house.
Kaleb had ditched the office for the day, soaking up some sun on the terrace with his wife, Zandra, bright and early, eagerly anticipating their granddaughters arrival. They felt like theyd been waiting forever.
Every now and then, Kaleb stole a glance at his watch.
Zandra, calm and composed, asked curiously, Is Jennie really that adorable?
Kaleb chuckled, brimming with confidence. Zandra, let me tell you, Jennies got a lot of your charm. Shes smart and lovable. Youll adore her once you meet her!
Grinning at that, Zandra remarked, Im not expecting for a genius. I just hope shes not as much of a handful as Keilani was as a kid.
Zandra still vividly recalled the struggles of helping Keilani with homework, wondering how two smart parents ended up with such a challenging daughter. They had never asked for much from Keilani, just her happiness. Who wouldve guessed Keilani would turn out Like this?
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Zandra was beside herself when she found out Keilani had a little one.
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When the servant buzzed in over the intercom, Kaleb knew Tyrone and Jennie had made it and dashed downstairs to say hello. He practically beamed when he spotted Jennie in the distance. Hey, Jennie! Finally here! Come on in and meet your grandma.
Kaleb ushered Jennie inside.
Tyrone strolled in at a relaxed pace.
As Jennie stepped into the living room, she caught sight of a classy lady gliding down the stairs with all the grace in the world, eyeing her up just as curiously.
Their eyes met, each sizing the other up.
With her round face, big peepers, delicate complexion, and pink lips, Jennie looked like a doll plucked straight from a shop window.
Cocking her head and fluttering her dark, doe-like eyes, Jennie chirped in her youthful tone, Are you Miss Fancy or my grandma?