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Ines was supposed to move in with the Meyer family, but Ethan wasn't satisfied with the facilities there. So, he decided to refurbish the place. Anti-slip carpets were laid everywhere necessary, and even the stairs got a new makeover. As such, Ines had to spend a few more days at their city home.
At lunchtime, Ines was dozing off when she heard Camela knocking at the door, "Ms. Galeana, there's a lady named Phoebe looking for you. Shall I let her in?"
Ines woke up a bit and replied, "Camela, she's a good friend of mine. Let her in."
Ines quickly got out of bed and got dressed. As she came out of the bedroom, Phoebe just came in. Looking at her messy hair, Phoebe was surprised and said, "Won't Mr. Meyer be turned off by you looking like this?"
"I'm not like you, always needing to be all dolled up whether at home or out and about." Ines said.
"I just care about my image. You, on the other hand, don't need any makeup." Phoebe said, pinching Ines's face.
Ines laughed and brushed her hand away, looking at her helplessly, "What brought you here all of a sudden?"
Phoebe told Ines, "I'm here to see the baby, it has nothing to do with you."
Ines looked at Phoebe's empty hands. Since they were best friends, they were pretty straight with each other, "You didn't bring any gifts, why are you here?"
Phoebe shook her head, looking at Ines speechlessly, "Since you've become a lady of leisure, you seem to have developed a fondness for pinching pennies. You weren't like this before."
"This is not pinching pennies, it's your sincerity as a godmother." Ines said.
"Well, I'm off to see the baby then." Phoebe was about to lift Ines's clothes.
Ines laughed and slapped her hand away, "You can't just touch me like that. I'm a married woman now."
"I don't care about that. We've known each other since we were kids, I've seen every part of you." Phoebe grabbed Ines's hand, pressed it against Ines's belly over the clothes, and said seriously, "Babies, whether you're little princes or princesses, I'll love you all the same. Remember, I'm your godmother, Phoebe. Be sure to remember my name. You have to smile at me when you're born, then I'll give you presents, got it?"
"Phoebe, the babies are still too small. They can't understand what you're saying." Ines said.
"Even if they can't understand, they can get used to my voice. Have you started prenatal education for them?" Phoebe asked, looking up.
Ines shook her head, they seemed to have forgotten about this, "Not yet."
Phoebe showed a satisfied smile, as if she had planned everything in advance. She took out two CDs from her bag and handed them to Ines. Ines took a glance, they were collections of world-famous classical music, "Is this your gift?"
"Of course, if it's a boy, he can grow up to be a reserved pianist. If it's a girl, she can be a classy little princess." Phoebe said.
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