Upon hearing this, Janelle suddenly realized sothing and looked at Trevor with embarrassnt.
Trevor put his arm around her shoulders and said calmly, "It’s alright, Auntie, as long as Janelle is happy. We live our own lives, and we don’t steal, we don’t rob, we aren’t afraid of the dia."
Janelle curled her lips into a smile as she held onto his arm and gazed at his handso profile with admiration. How can soone so good-looking be so down-to-earth!
Carlotta Sterling was also pleased with Trevor’s attitude towards her daughter, and her expression softened considerably.
"Co on, let’s go, let’s go. Help arrange the dolls!" Janelle urged him, pulling him towards the stairs. Young people generally dislike being around elders.
Carlotta didn’t stop them since they were officially dating now, and there was no need to micromanage.
Trevor was definitely soone with proper judgnt, and as long as they weren’t living together before marriage, as Janelle’s mother, she could accept it.
After going upstairs, they arrived at Janelle’s bedroom, which was clean, warm, and tidy.
The warm yellow light illuminated their faces.
Trevor placed the dolls from the bag one by one into the empty transparent cylindrical containers, arranging them with their heads facing the sa direction due to their different colors.
"Wow, you’ve turned these ordinary dolls into artwork. You have a good sense of aesthetics!" Janelle sincerely praised him, lending a hand occasionally.
Trevor told her, "I studied design in college and spent two years researching aesthetics."
His excellence radiated from within.
Once the dolls were arranged, he had to go ho. Watching him do this, Janelle suddenly felt a strong sense of reluctance.
Ti flies when you’re with him.
About three minutes later, Janelle watched as Trevor placed the last doll into the transparent cylindrical storage box. Her face was beaming with a smile, yet her heart inexplicably felt a bit sad.
"It’s done." Trevor placed the two cylindrical storage boxes together by her bedside, eye-catching and quite pretty.
As he withdrew his gaze, Trevor noticed she seed lost in thought.
"Janelle." He stepped towards her, stood firmly in front of her, gently holding her shoulders, and pulled her into his embrace.
It felt as if she owned the whole world.
Janelle felt touched, and the next second, she wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her cheek into his firm, warm chest.
This ti, she truly had him, like a dream co true.
Trevor could also feel her reluctance. He whispered softly to her, "Janelle, if you can’t sleep tonight, call . Don’t play on your phone alone."
"Okay." She truly felt happy, a comforting sense of security engulfed her as she held him tightly.
After holding each other for a while longer, Trevor released her, still holding her shoulders, "I have to go ho now, goodbye."
"Mm-hmm, take care on the road." She smiled, feeling more reluctant inside.
"Mm." Trevor’s gaze landed on her pink cherry lips, delicately cupped her cheeks, and gently kissed her lips softly...
As Trevor went downstairs, he took out an exquisite little box from his pocket, "Auntie, this is a gift for you. I hope you like it."
"I have a gift too?" Carlotta was surprised.
Trevor nodded with a smile and handed the box to her, "I’m heading out now." After speaking, he took his leave.
Carlotta walked to the entrance of the living room, watching him get into the car and drive away.
Inside the box was a necklace designed by an Italian master, with only three in existence worldwide. Carlotta had seen it at an auction before, valued at tens of millions.
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