Waylen chuckled.

“What’s going on? You two look like guards.”

Marcus, sweetly, explained, “Elva is having her milk. Alexis won’t let us in.”

Amused by Marcus’ words, Waylen gently patted his head and said to Leonel, “Take him downstairs for some snacks. From now on, you don’t have to be at Alexis’ beck and call all the time.”

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Waylen then turned and knocked on the door.

Fowler, may I

Alexis

raised, her brown curly hair

Mrs. Fowler, I grant you

Waylen smiled.

honor, Miss Alexis

and

conversation, Rena found it both amusing and annoying. Waylen sat beside Rena with Alexis in his arms, resting his face

a slightly trembling voice, casting a sidelong glance

white shirt and black suit pants, looking quite

against Rena, his face close to

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