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?”

have time now.

at the gates earlier not part

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

asking. “Shouldn’t we

Benjamin remained silent

smiled to herself, answering her own question, “Moming air is fresh. A

to the main gate wasn’t short, but the garden was blooming with

glance at Benjamin’s focused expression and decided to act boldly. She reached

shake her off.

to look at her, his gaze piercing as if it could see

she shitted her

gaze lingered on her bright, radiant face before dropping to their entwined hands. After

her lips soon curved into

wasn’t as hard to charm as

in hand, they walked to the main gate. Following that, t

cars followed

came to a stop, and Shirley released her grip over his