Sir Ares, Goodnight

Baby Robbie smacked his lips. "Your father learned that Sandra was his first love who once saved his life a t her deathbed. Grief is inevitable."

Cole quivered. "She... She was the barefooted doctor who saved my father's life?"

Baby Robbie nodded. "Therefore, you can't just hate Sandra. You need to hate your father too. His fickle character of loving any woman he met had tortured two women greatly." The resentment on Cole's face was dissipating gradually. His hatred for Sandra was slowly fading as well.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Baby Robbie patted his shoulder and said, "Keep your father company. I have to go to Mammoth Courtyard to help Jens out."

After saying those words, Baby Robbie motioned to Andy and Roxie with his eyes. They walked out to see him.

"Time to go," Baby Robbie said.

On their way back to Mammoth Courtyard, Roxie asked Baby Robbie curiously, "Baby Robbie, what's the third type of relationship in this world?"

it

understand sophisticated human relationships after spending most of their lives in the military intelligence division. Therefore, every time

"The third type of relationship is kinship, friendship, and love relationship. Just like you and me. We're siblings, that's kinship, but we're not related by blood. Before we were siblings, what we shared was friendship. Therefore, the third type of relationship for us

Baby Robbie felt so awkward himself that he

took it seriously. She recalled the words Patriarch Spencer said, "You'll experience the third type of relationship in the future." Roxie stole a glance at the good-looking and charming Baby Robbie, her ears

Mammoth Courtyard.

members to the

saw Jenson barging in with great momentum and

"Don't be

save Grandma

Charlotte's room, and his pupils grew

Madam Charlotte was disloyal to him, he deliberately asked Madam Nephele for some cartilage-weakening powder that could turn anyone weak

would stop others from visiting Madam Charlotte. Other than the quick visit Angeline made that night, he was sure that Madam Charlotte had no chance of seeking help from anyone. "Think before you speak, Jens. Grandma Charlotte is just ill. Who would harm her? Besides, Grandma Charlotte hasn't met anyone lately. Who did she seek help from?"