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!”

After that, the young boy went upstairs hastily, leaving them with a navy blue blur of his figure.

in the dining room through

Hampson felt uneasy.

wasn’t in a good mood even through the layer of black silk.

didn’t

himself and

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still stared at Mr.

the food not suited to your taste?”

say

are you feeling full? Should

Damien kept quiet.

Hampson was

guard for

side for so long and rarely saw such an icy attitude from him. How had he misspoken?

for more than ten hours.”

light. “I understand,

give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink according to your wishes. According to our ordinary digestion system, if she doesn’t eat

icier, Mr. Hampson tried hard to finish speaking. “When that

at Mr. Hampson

and hinting at you

Blake not to give her

The bottom of the glass started to

you ask your wife not to eat or drink for over twenty hours?”

Hampson was

“It’s my mistake.”

silly and

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