Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire
she asked, real confusion in her voice.
Bella shook her head energetically, curls bouncing.
"No! I've never seen you before. What's your name?"
"Gwen," she answered, still smiling. "And what's your name?"
"I'm Bella!" my daughter announced with the pride only a six-year-old could have. "Bella Valemont."
"Bella," Gwen repeated, like she was savoring the sound of it. "What a beautiful name. How old are you, Bella?"
"Six!" Bella held up six fingers, making sure the number was absolutely clear. "I turn seven in April!"
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