Chapter 113 Ahem, Ahem

“I’m done!”

The youthful adolescent put his cutlery down and sighed in satisfaction. He got up and wanted to go upstairs.

Damien’s hand froze slightly as he held his cutlery. “Are you going upstairs to see Cherise?”

Blake pondered. “Mm!”

Cherise had promised to watch an animation with him today!

“Hold on.”

The man wrinkled his brows and glanced at Mr. Hampson at the side.

Mr. Hampson understood intuitively and instructed Blake. “Mr. Blake, remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink when you go upstairs.”

“Ahem, ahem.”

The man coughed lightly with tightly furrowed brows.

Mr. Hampson grew more fearful. “Mm. Remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat. or drink at all.”

Damien was dumbstruck.

Blake nodded in confusion. “I understand!”

hastily, leaving them with a

Hampson in the dining room through

Mr. Hampson felt uneasy.

a good mood even through

in fear. I didn’t do

restrain himself and asked guiltily, “Do you

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say anything. He still stared at

the food not suited

Damien didn’t say anything.

you feeling full? Should I keep the

Damien kept quiet.

Mr. Hampson was dumbfounded.

his

by Damien’s side for so long and rarely saw such an icy attitude from him.

wife hasn’t eaten anything for more than ten

suddenly saw the light.

to our ordinary digestion system, if she doesn’t eat anything for another ten hours,

speaking. “When that time comes, Mrs. Lenoir will

icy gaze was directed straight at

spoke coldly. “I was looking at you and hinting at you to tell Blake to bring some food

not to give

the table fiercely. The bottom of the glass started to crack. “You want her not to

ask your wife not to eat or drink for over twenty

Mr. Hampson was flabbergasted.

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