Chapter 3

Eliza was busy preparing a plate of Japanese-style omelet rice in the kitchen. After spending more than 20 minutes in the kitchen, dinner was served. Aside from the omelet rice, she also prepared some delicious cheese croquettes. “Braint, dinner is ready!”

Braint glanced at the time. There were still fifteen minutes left before 8 o’clock.

He jumped off the sofa and walked towards the kitchen slowly. Then, he sat down in the kitchen.

On the second floor, Demarion wiped off the saliva on the corner of his lips. He snorted. “I’m sure the food doesn’t taste good, though it does smell nice.”

“It’s delicious.”

Braint praised Eliza the moment he put the food inside his mouth. It was as if he had heard Demarion’s comments from upstairs.

Eliza smiled, “Really? I can prepare more delicacies for you in the future.”

Something struck her mind as she asked, “Braint, why are you here so late at night? Where are your parents?”

“Are you Mr. Valentine’s guest?”

Based on the rumors flying around, she was sure that Mr. Valentine didn’t have children of his own.

Braint frowned and nodded, “Yes, sort of.”

“Just as I expected.”

Eliza nodded. “Even though he doesn’t have good looks, I’m sure he has a kind heart.”

Well, considering that Mr. Valentine had a child playing around in his house, Eliza felt that he wasn’t as crazy as she thought he would be.

“He’s not ugly.”

Braint took a mouthful of rice and reminded her again in a low voice.

On the second floor, Beau squinted at Demarion, who was drooling profusely. It seemed like he was comparing the differences between his two children.

Braint was trying his best to protect Beau’s reputation. On the other hand, Demarion was trying to make the whole world think that his father was an ugly monster.

Demarion pouted as he said unhappily, “I don’t want a stranger to be my mother.”

Beau frowned slightly as he turned to leave.

As Braint finished his meal downstairs, it was already 8:10 at night.

He did enjoy his meal to the fullest.

Braint used a small plate to put the remaining cheese croquettes on it, preparing to take them upstairs. “You should rest early.”

When he reached the final flight of stairs, he turned around and looked at Eliza, who was standing rooted to the ground. “Don’t worry.”

“I will protect you from now on.”

Although Braint was a young child with a small figure, he exuded a charismatic aura. He didn’t sound or look like a typical 5-year-old at all.

was stunned

small figure from behind, she felt really

she still couldn’t get used to her new environment, she wasn’t desperate enough to

to the kitchen and started cleaning up. Once she was done, she couldn’t bring

the couch, using her jacket to cover

In the children’s room.

of delicious cheese croquettes

and faced the wall. “I won’t

“Oh, okay.”

and put it at

Demarion was speechless.

women away with me?

dare you betray my trust! You

sat on his bed and glanced at Demarion’s back. “She’s really good

care! She’s

wallpaper with his fingers unhappily. “I

looked at

mature than Demarion. He knew

father shouldn’t be single for the

was

is not dead,”

definitely still alive! She’s waiting

his eyes

sudden, the atmosphere of the children’s room quiet down, with the tantalizing scent of the cheese

and tiptoed to Braint’s bedside. Then,

eyes lit up with joy

It was really delicious!

than the food cooked by the maids

“Take the plate downstairs.”

second piece, a childish voice echoed from Braint’s bed, “Also, I won’t allow you

so she’s under my protection

Demarion was speechless again.

down. “Braint, you are acting

Braint was indifferent to most of Demarion’s pranks. But now, why was he trying

it really because she was

was preoccupied with his thoughts,

It was really delicious.

the croquettes, Demarion took the

walking down the stairs, he could spot Eliza sleeping on

a ball, she was still

her and stared at her

woman, and she’s good

only she’s my

Eliza was sleeping, she could

saw the child from before standing in

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