My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 38

 

Chapter 38

“Matthew?” Demarion was just about to go downstairs for some water when he found a suspicious man sneaking around in the corridor outside the study. With a frown, he said, “It’s so late already, what are you doing here?” Matthew froze momentarily. Taken aback, he hastily shushed the little fellow and pointed at the study. “Don’t make a sound! Your daddy is inside with your new mommy.” Demarion’s frown deepened and he quickly caught on after some thought.

The little guy pursed his lips and tugged at Matthew’s sleeve. “Since I can’t bother them, you can’t either.”

“Let’s go, I’ll treat you to some plain water!” 3

Matthew fumbled for a reply.

He stopped in his tracks and said, “You can go ahead.” “Your cousin brother Matthew has an important task to complete.” Demarion blinked in confusion and echoed, “Task? What task?” “Of course it’s to…” Matthew pulled out a pen recorder with an evil cackle. “Grandpa has always been doubting Uncle Beau’s sexual orientation… If I were to secure a recording, I would be able to ask him for an allowance…” Before the man could finish speaking, a large hand with slender knuckles swiped the pen recorder from him. At the same time, a low and indifferent masculine voice drifted into his ears, “Well, then, I’m sorry for disappointing you.”

on the spot and turned

study and his gaze on him was elegant yet lazy. He held the pen recorder between two pinched fingers as he said, “Matthew, it appears

of mine… It was

crisp female voice

nightgown, except that she now

all the way to the middle of her thighs, entirely concealing her

at understanding and analyzing scripts…” He smiled sheepishly. “I’ve been looking into becoming the male lead for a movie lately…” As he spoke, he quickly picked up the script

occupy me for the whole night…” “It’s for this idiot’s script.” Beau began nonchalantly. Eliza could not find her tongue.

her sullen figure and smiled. “Does that mean that mommy will have to work overtime tonight?” Demarion stared at Eliza with wide eyes. “That’s right.” “That’s too hard on her.” The little boy sighed and said, “I’ll ask Braint to make her some milk tea.” ‘Milk tea?‘ Matthew’s

Eliza a little less than two hours to finish reviewing it. She was on the sofa with pen and paper as she drafted out an analytic figure of the

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