Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

King wrapped up later than usual this time, and during the interim, Wesley had dropped by to invite them out for dinner.

King, pressing his hand over Brielle's mouth, his brows creased in silent struggle, warned in a hoarse tone to the figure outside, "We're resting tonight, no dinner for us."

To put it accurately, they were already indulging in their own way.

Hearing that, Wesley's face flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly made his way downstairs, only to be greeted by a familiar little face that mirrored his boss's. His heart nearly melted on the spot. "Young master, do you fancy this dish? Eat up, it'll help you grow tall."

Since Isaac wasn't quite the social butterfly, Wesley, upon realizing this, had dismissed most of the staff from the Premier Palace.

Isaac, now quietly slicing through his meal with a knife and fork, glanced upstairs to see no one coming down and continued to eat in silence.

Wesley was more excited than if he were holding his own grandson. Where did the boss find such a child, bearing such a striking resemblance to him? It gave him an immense sense of fulfillment, almost as if he was taking care of a young version of his boss. After finishing his meal, Isaac went on to feed Noir.

The scenery within the Premier Palace was even more beautiful than the newly acquired manor, not yet as perfected as this place. Noir seemed to enjoy playing around here immensely.

And it appeared particularly fond of the lanterns hanging in the yard, which Isaac recognized as the kind Australians hang during New Year celebrations, though they hadn't been taken down yet. Even the festive banners on the door were a tradition among Australians for the New Year.

Having never visited Australia before, but knowing a bit about it from his dad, Isaac found his experience here quite different.

He couldn't help but walk over to Noir, toying with its ears, prompting Noir to stand on its hind legs, reaching for the lanterns.

Wesley, following quietly behind the boy and his leopard, explained, "Ms. Brielle was the one who hung those up. I thought they looked pretty, adding a bit of festivity to the place, so I never took them down. They're kept clean, and if you like, young master, I can hang up a few more." Hung by Brielle?

he remembered the man he had met once, who looked so much like his dad but with a somewhat different demeanor. His lips pressed together in thought.

What a contradiction.

Noir seemed satisfied enough to

turning. He kept replaying his dad's actions in his mind, wondering if he was planning to

had a marriage certificate,

Ah, how embarrassing.

that Brielle wouldn't accept too

Next door.

open, yet the person beside her was still full of energy. She frowned,

only to hear him

you're the

me.

on hers, his movements

"Only you."

one for

warmth spreading from her feet to the top of her head. Joy, excitement, a whirlwind of emotions

had been a while since he

feelings. Back when he used to confine her, he would declare his love daily, which made her increasingly uneasy lately, especially since they hadn't been to the

might have

words again and being at the Premier Palace, her uneasy heart felt securely