Samantha looked at Harold after hearing what he had to say. Then, she opened the door and moved to the passenger seat in front. Harold took Sydney's hand and happily sat in the back, swinging his small legs. Samantha watched them in the mirror. If she hadn't lost her baby, her child would probably have been the same age. But… There were no what-ifs in life. As soon as the car started moving, Harold ordered the driver with the stern air of a small adult, "Take Mommy Sydney to the company first, then take me to school." He glanced at Samantha and smiled proudly when she didn't object to him calling Sydney "Mommy Sydney." Samantha was divorcing Channing, so there was nothing left to resent. Sydney stroked Harold's shoulder. "Harry, you're wonderful. You're every bit a gentleman like your father." True. Samantha knew Channing had always treated Sydney with care and respect, just like how a gentleman would. Sydney turned toward her and said, "Sam, don't be angry just becau
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