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Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 1751

Cameras had been installed all over his home ever since that Sophia incident, so he wondered if he had actually gone that far. Sitting before the screens, he continued staring at them for a while… But in the end, he simply let out a heavy sigh. He couldn’t do it… The thought of doing it with Whitney… It utterly disgusted him! With that, he rubbed his temples before deleting all of last week’s videos…

As Zivon left the surveillance room, Xavia herself was in the middle of calling a moving company. Dolly and Bianca themselves were busy sorting her latest video out.

“You sure you don’t want to use this location to shoot more videos? It’ll be a while before we’re able to set up our new base…”

Nodding in response, Xavia replied, “This is Whitney’s house, and now that she’s back, it’s only right to return it to her. That aside, had I known how vile she was back then, I wouldn’t have lived here in the first place!”

As Bianca and Dolly were left speechless, the overjoyed Cara walked up to them and exclaimed, “We’re finally leaving this dilapidated home! Are we moving to Young Master Burton’s place, Xavia? We really should’ve moved over ages ago!”

Raising a slight brow, Xavia replied, “Actually, I’ve already booked a flight ticket for you. You’ll be scheduled to leave for S City at eleven tonight.”

“…W-what? Haven’t you already forgiven me by now…? Why are you still intent on driving me away? Aren’t I your mother? Are you seriously going to abandon me now that you’re marrying a wealthy man…?!”

Chuckling wryly, Xavia said, “While it’s true that I’ve forgiven you, I don’t think you really deserve to call yourself my mother. Remember, no matter what you’ve done for me recently, the fact remains that you repeatedly attempted to sell me off in the past. While it’s true that you still brought me up, that’s the only reason why I’m still tolerating you.”

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