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.

stunned for

looked at his small figure

couldn’t get used to her new environment, she wasn’t desperate enough to rely on a

started cleaning up. Once she was

couch, using her jacket to

In the children’s room.

the plate of delicious

and faced the

“Oh, okay.”

put it at the desk beside his own

Demarion was speechless.

“Didn’t you promise to drive those women away with

betray my trust! You

glanced at Demarion’s back. “She’s

don’t care! She’s

the wallpaper with his fingers unhappily. “I only want my

at the

Demarion. He knew

shouldn’t be single for the

woman downstairs was not a

is not dead,”

“Mummy is definitely still

eyes and

room quiet down, with the tantalizing scent of the cheese croquettes wafting in

down his bed and tiptoed to Braint’s bedside. Then, he grabbed the plate and munched on

lit up with joy

It was really delicious!

the

“Take the plate downstairs.”

piece, a childish voice echoed from Braint’s bed, “Also, I won’t allow you to pull pranks on

so she’s under my protection

Demarion was speechless again.

lips turned down.

Demarion’s pranks. But now, why

she

Demarion was preoccupied with his thoughts, he took

It was really delicious.

the croquettes, Demarion took the plate

the stairs, he could spot Eliza sleeping on the sofa

a ball, she was still

and stared at

woman, and she’s good at cooking

only she’s

was sleeping, she could feel someone staring at

child from before standing in

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