Their children didn't want to interfere too much in their parents' romantic affairs. Anyway, Mila Anderson had long since transformed from the clueless lady of leisure who knew nothing but playing cards and shopping. She had her beauty salon to occupy her days now, and she lived a fulfilling life. The business of the salon wasn't exceptionally good, but it wasn't bad either. It at least turned a profit. Whenever Julia visited other people's homes, making social calls, Mila's salon business would pick up remarkably.
That day, Julia didn't go to the office. She wanted to visit her good friend Rachel Bailey.
Counting the days, Rachel should be close to giving birth, with her due date sometime in this golden October.
"Adele, hurry up," Julia called out, holding the three-month-old Ivan Horne as she walked outside with a nanny.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Billy just peed; I'm changing his diaper," Adele Horne replied, hurrying out with little Jimmy in her arms and a nanny close behind.
