Chapter１３３

The children's tears began to whirl and then suddenly erupted into tears as they screamed, "Shut up!" I can't muster any more patience.

"Wow!!!"

You need to sob even more.

I pulled out my mobile phone and dialed its number, asking how many days it often takes for them to make purchases.

Fred Moore was petrified and promised that everything would be resolved by midday on the same day.

"What exactly are you up to over there? Shouldn't the kids have anything else to do?"

"I... I’m calling Ms. Davis..." The phone at that location went dead as soon as Fred Moore had completed his sentence.

Breakfast was served to the children at the table in the restaurant, where the chef prepared a wide variety of delectable dishes that were especially good for them.

In the past, Donna Davis lacked the financial means, appetite, and ability to sustain a level of consumption of this magnitude.

The children remain silent for a considerable amount of time.