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“What?” Sophia was clearly completely most and confused at that point

“Whenever we go away and there’s no one here to run things, dad has to make schedules for everyone involved with the business, but aren’t actually part of the family,” Drew said, glaring at Gabe, then looking…

Sophia scrunched up her nose. “Really?” Prostitutes were going to be at her wedding? That was interesting. “Schedules to do what?” She asked him curiously.

“Schedules for when they’re supposed to work when we’re gone,” Drew said with a nod. “Probably Monday through Wednesday, then time off until we get back.”

“Oh,” she nodded too. “I still have to pack my stuff. I don’t think it’ll take me too long to do,” she thought. It took her two hours to pack her stuff to move in and he had twelve suitcases at her disposal. She just had to decide how many she would need for three days.