Delmont followed her.
Brooke was the only one eating at home. She did not see her parents returning. "Ma'am, I'll not have that biggest piece of pork in that pork stew. My dad loves pork the most, so I will save it for him."
The maid bowed. "Alright, little princess."
"Also, is the mushroom soup for my mom done? We have to have it every day. She wants the antioxidants t o protect her skin against wrinkles and maintain her beauty," asked Brooke happily.
"It's done, little princess."
"Haha. My dad and my mom love me the most," said Brooke.
Delmont and Joy, who were at the entryway, looked at each other. Both of them had tears in their eyes. That night, Delmont had been pondering for a whole night. The business, which he had built with a great deal of effort, could not just fall short of success because of this major economic crisis. That old man named Qualls indeed had wanted something excessive.
However, Delmont truly could not lose the business that he and his wife had fought for and built. They also could not lose their precious daughter. In that case, the only person that could be sacrificed was Eira. After all, it was not anything fatal. Just like that old man said, it was just a night. One night only. If worse comes to worst, he could buy a house for Eira in the future as compensation. After she had grown up, Eira still could get married and have children, and this would not affect anything. Thinking like that, Delmont felt relieved and justified.
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