"Mummy!"
The daughter and mother hurled on each other. They held each other's hands as they jumped excitedly.
"I've missed you so much."
"As you can see, we came here together." Mr. Smith said, eyeing Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and hugged her father.
"You get jealous over little things, dear."
"Why won't I be? We both gave birth to her but she ignores me most of the time."
Yvonne pecked her father on his cheek, "don't say that, dad. You know I love you."
"Whatever."
Mr. Smith turned to Red who is standing by the door frame without saying a word.
"And who is this handsome young man?" Mrs Smith asked.
"Oh, mum, dad, this is Nordin, my housekeeper." Yvonne introduced.
"Housekeeper? Boy, you should be a model with that face." Mrs Smith said, winking at Red.
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