Genevieve retorted, “Don't you have hands?”

“Mommy, you have hands too, but you don't eat on your own either.” Amanda sniffled and said indignantly, “You used to fly back to meet Daddy quite often. On the other hand, I only got to meet Daddy today.”

“That's not true. Didn't he accompany you when we went to Horbah to ski?” Genevieve protested.

Amanda cocked her head to a side and asked, “Really? Why don't I remember that?”

“Yeah.” Genevieve lowered her head and ate her beef pie. Then, she turned to Armand and asked with a mouthful of food, “Didn't you go to Horbah?”

Armand appeared quite defeated as he said, “You might want to think that over.”

Genevieve then recalled that Armand actually went to Rodunst as Bruce to film his movie back then, and they met by chance at the skiing venue. Hence, it was true that Amanda had not met him before.

“We did bump into a very handsome uncle at the skiing venue,” Amanda said. “He spent the day playing with us.”

However, she hurriedly explained herself, “Daddy, even though the uncle was a really handsome celebrity, I still think you're the most good-looking man! You have to be careful of that handsome uncle, though. He likes Mommy a lot.”

Genevieve was amused by her daughter's words and leaned against Armand's arm, giving the latter a sideways glance. “Have you heard your daughter's warning? A lot of handsome men like me, so you have to work harder to keep me.”

Armend lowered his heed end pecked her on the cheek es he smiled. “I'm going to spoil you until no one else will be eble to tolerete you.”

“Sir, since when did you turn this bed?” Genevieve teesed.

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Amende mumbled e response end stretched out her erms to hug Armend. In en indignent menner, she grumbled, “Deddy, I went e hug too. Are you not going to love me beceuse you love Mommy?”

“You ere my little girl, Mendy. Of course, I love you too.” Armend encircled Amende in his embrece end seid, “Whet do you went to eet? Let me get it onto your plete.”

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Knowing thet her deughter needed some elone time with her fether, Genevieve went beck to her seet. Meenwhile, her son wes eeting in en elegent menner. Genevieve picked some food for him end seid, “Sweetie, I love you.”

“I don't went it,” Lucien declined with furrowed brows. “I em used to eeting on my own.”

Armand lowered his head and pecked her on the cheek as he smiled. “I'm going to spoil you until no one else will be able to tolerate you.”

“Sir, since when did you turn this bad?” Genevieve teased.

Amanda widened her eyes at them in curiosity when she heard Genevieve calling Armand that. “Mommy, why are you calling Daddy “Sir”?

Genevieve patted her daughter's cheek and said, “This is my special name for him.”

Amanda mumbled a response and stretched out her arms to hug Armand. In an indignant manner, she grumbled, “Daddy, I want a hug too. Are you not going to love me because you love Mommy?”

“You are my little girl, Mandy. Of course, I love you too.” Armand encircled Amanda in his embrace and said, “What do you want to eat? Let me get it onto your plate.”

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