A deal with the devil

Chapter 129

The little guy was dressed in suspenders, exposing his fair, chubby calves, paired with a white T–shirt. His delicate, sculpted face carried an expression of calm and maturity that didn’t match his age.

With the hat on, he looked adorably cool–handsome and inesistibly cute.

Benjamin walked over, picked up the boy, and headed out.

Shirley quickly grabbed her bag and followed, noticing that Benjamin didn’t seem inclined to hand the child back to her.

Curious, she asked, “Are you taking Damian out?“.

There was no response.

She thought for a moment, then turned to look at him. “Are you coming with me to the racing team?”

Finally, Benjamin glanced her way, his gaze unusually sharp, “What? You don’t want me to go?”

Was she afraid now?

To his surprise, Shirley’s face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Of course I do! I’d love it if you came! But didn’t you say last night that you didn’t have the time?”

time

Was Samuel showing up at the gates earlier not

like they were finally functioning as a proper family of three. But…

asking. “Shouldn’t we

Benjamin remained silent

behind. She smiled to herself, answering her own question, “Moming air

to the main gate wasn’t short, but the garden was blooming with vibrant flowers, presenting a beautiful view.

stole a glance at Benjamin’s focused expression and decided to act boldly. She reached out and held

felt him stiften, clearly wanting to shake her off. But

gaze piercing as if it could see

she shitted her

her bright, radiant face before dropping to their entwined hands. After a

trace of confusion crossed Shirley’s eyes, but her lips soon curved into a

to charm as she’d

they walked to the main gate. Following that, t

cars followed them out.

and Shirley released her grip