Chapter 947

• As soon as Little Sweet Pomelo saw Tamara Randall, she ran over like a fluttering butterfly and threw herself into her arms.
• "Mommy, why are you here? Didn't you say you had something to do today?" Little Sweet Pomelo rubbed her face against Tamara Randall's chest, genuinely happy to see her.
• Tamara Randall affectionately rubbed Little Sweet Pomelo's head, her loving gaze falling on her face. "Things are almost taken care of. Have you been having fun?"