Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 350

Hearing that, Quinita slapped her forehead. “Oh, no. I’m so forgetful. It’s late. Elysia should be asleep. I can’t wake her up.”

She quickly turned around and got back into bed. Edward watched her with a smile but said nothing.

Meanwhile, Elysia was lying in bed, holding her phone. She was video–calling Phoebe.

“Elysia, you left me again!” Phoebe complained, pouting.

Elysia chuckled, sitting up a little. “What do you mean ‘again? This was an emergency. I didn’t have time to explain. But hey, if you really miss me that much, I’ll come back right now.”

Phoebe lazily waved her hand and said, “Forget it. If you really came back to Royal Bay just for me, your parents would freak out. And don’t even get started on your brothers. They’re not exactly easy to handle.”

“Don’t worry. They’re all super chill,” Elysia said, trying to reassure her.

Phoebe teased, “Elysia, it sounds like you’re trying to set me up with one of your brothers.”

At that, Elysia sat up in bed, her eyes bright. “Well, it’s not impossible. So, which one of my brothers are you into?”

Phoebe’s face turned bright red instantly. She stared at Elysia, shaking her head. “Why would you ask me that? Ugh, forget it. I’m not talking to you anymore.”

With that, Phoebe ended the call.

Elysia wasn’t mad at all. She couldn’t help but smile. If Phoebe married one of her brothers, it’d feel like family again.

She wondered which of her brothers would be the best match for Phoebe.

Fabian was deep and thoughtful. Javier was gentle and classy. Yehoshua was quiet but strong. Holden was relaxed and easygoing.

That thought stuck with Elysia all night, and she didn’t fall asleep until the early hours.

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she was jolted awake by the clanging of

herself out of bed. She walked down the hallway, still groggy. In the kitchen, Quinita was standing in front of the stove, wearing an apron, holding a spatula, and trying to manage a pot

had to keep stirring the food, Quinita would’ve happily stepped back–anything to avoid getting too close to

splattered out of the pan, hitting her wrist. She jerked back, wincing in pain and clutching

rinsing vegetables, immediately dropped the basket he was holding. In a few quick steps, he was at her side, concern flashing across his face as his eyes landed on her wrist. It felt like

voice was soft but laced

to make breakfast for Elysia. How could I let you do

the difference between you and me making it?”

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serious. “Well, of course, there’s a difference! Other kids get to eat breakfast made by their moms. Elysia should too.”

the sincerity in her voice, his frustration melting into affection. He found

this morning, all fired up about making breakfast for Elysia. The problem was that she’d never

to use half the appliances

if she was set on doing it, he was more than happy

she was in over her head, he thought about stepping in and taking charge, but she wouldn’t hear of it. She

earlier. But it was too late now. Elysia was the one

gaze fell to the burnt toast sitting on the counter, and a worried frown crossed his face. He couldn’t help but wonder if this breakfast would be a total disaster or somehow,

her arms crossed, watching the whole thing

strange smell of burnt food filled the air, her grin faded. Her eyes darted between the pot in front of Quinita and the couple beside her, who were so wrapped

not notice I’m standing right

interrupt. With a sigh, she

She quickly yanked her hand away from Edward’s and looked flustered. “Elysia, when

replied,

her brows knitting together. “What’s that smell?”

she immediately understood what

“This is your fault. If you hadn’t been holding my hand and

trying to calm her down. “It’s okay. I’ll make a new one. If we’re short on ingredients, I’ll ask the

lightened just a little. “Okay, then grab