Chapter 746 Speak Of The Devil Josiah subtly breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to ward off his potential love rival without showing any outward signs of distress.

Lysander truly didn't take the incident of being accosted to heart. All she felt was that the night sky of Norwal City wasn't as dark as she had anticipated.

She pulled down the canopy of the baby stroller to shield Aurora from the wind, then said, "I think I'd like to head back now."

The hotel wasn't far from here; at most, it would only take her about twenty minutes to walk back.

Right away, Josiah stated, "I'll accompany you."

Roaming around alone wasn't particularly enjoyable, and besides, he hadn't left Harborbrook just to clear his mind. If Lysander and Aurora were going back to the hotel, it made sense for him to return as well.

The trio walked back to the hotel, appearing no different from any other family out for a leisurely stroll.

Near the hotel, there was a bustling street, adorned with all sorts of colorful lights that made it as bright as day. The array of goods sold there was impressive, indicating that it had become a night market. The place was filled with strolling couples and small groups of young girls wandering around.

The atmosphere seemed quite romantic.

Josiah asked, "How about we go this way? We can also look for some suitable souvenirs to take back for my mom. That way, we won't be empty-handed when they return with gifts."

"Okay." Seeing they were almost there, Lysander steered the stroller in a different direction. As she did, she pondered over the things she needed to bring. "Michelle and Daphne have quite a few gifts too. Oh, and don't forget about Nilou, Rhizone and Mr. and Mrs. Thorne..." she mused.

After she had planned it all out, they were probably going to need to buy an extra suitcase to fit everything when they were heading home.

Josiah confidently assured, "Don't worry, you pick and I'll carry. Your taste has always been reliable. Whatever you choose, my mother will definitely like it. I'm entrusting this task to you."

Lysander asked, puzzled, "Besides Madam Susan, aren't you planning to bring gifts for anyone else?"

Josiah appeared even more perplexed than she was, after a moment of contemplation, he voiced out, "Lynn?"

is quite the foodie, she'd definitely be happy if you brought her some tasty treats. Is there anything

"Fred and Priscilla?"

ever want to return in the future, I'll have to trouble

a slight cough, tentatively suggesting, "How about we choose a gift for Adrian as well? He's been quite considerate of you in the

glanced at him, somewhat taken aback, but she quickly

of the two siblings. If the elder one has something, the younger one

explaining, "Moreover, you've always had a good relationship with Aiden. He always addresses you affectionately as 'Josiah'. It wouldn't be fair not to bring him anything.

hurt. She might as well just pick out a gift for each of them while

Josiah found it reasonable. However, he quickly had a change of heart. He abruptly turned his about-to-nod action into a shake of his head, saying in a deep voice, "They

she didn't dwell on it much. She simply assumed he was trying to avoid trouble and didn't want to carry any more luggage, so she decided not to worry

always been fond of vibrant, moving objects, from flowers to colorful lights, she couldn't resist reaching out with curious fingers. Now, seeing the night market so

bought a small plush toy for her, placing it in the stroller. Even such a simple act was

Fearing she might be in the way,

"Sorry, I—"

around to apologize. However, as soon as

to an abrupt halt.

Upon hearing the commotion,

Josiah assumed she had

encountered an unrelenting

individual. Without a second

ready to step in and mediate the conflict. His expression shifted accordingly, eyes narrowing slightly as

Speak of the devil.

have expected for

the two of them together, with a baby in tow, Adrian was taken aback. However,

smiled. "Yes, is that so for

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