Carter walked over from the door lazily. He was wearing a black suit and looked as if he was just back from finishing his business.

When he walked next to Camille Abbot, he stopped walking. There was finally a grin on his emotionless face.

Camille looked like she was satisfied when she saw her son. “Carter.”

She called out to Carter and spread her arms to hug him for a while. They even placed their faces close to each other intimately.

Their style of greeting was pretty European.

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