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After breakfast, Anna Jadwin carried a suitcase down from the second floor and threw it at the door.
Little Leo ran over with his short legs: "Is that Leo's luggage?"
"It's your father's." Anna Jadwin coldly told him to leave, "Mr. Bailey, please leave if you know what's good for you. I don't need to drive you away."
Yesterday, he was hugging and kissing his wife at the Bailey Manor, and today he had come to her house.
What did he take her for?
Wayne Bailey had just finished a phone call with his company, frowning coldly: "Ms. Sullivan, we have an agreement."
"Normal working hours also have a designated time and place. Besides, I am supposed to take care of Leo, not you."
"Of course, I have to watch over my son the entire time, or how can I be at ease?"
"If you are not comfortable leaving him in my care, you can find someone else."
Wayne Bailey's face turned cold: "Felicia Sullivan!"