Zendaya clapped her hands gloatingly. “Yay! I can’t wait to see Uncle Nico and Uncle Charles wearing dresses and cleaning the bathroom. I want them to wear maid costumes!”

Maid costumes?

The adults’ expressions turned bizarre as they stared at her.

This little girl sure had a vivid imagination.

Gwendolyn: She’s just an innocent child. It’s no big deal.

Cedrick: I can’t believe this is my kid.

Charles: If a maid costume is what she wants to see, then so be it. Anything to make her happy.

Nico: This is going to be so embarrassing.

Unaware of the adults’ thoughts, Zendaya hopped around while eating her slice of melon.

The thought of being able to see the grown men dressed in maid costumes made her especially thrilled.

“Let Uncle Nico and I help you, Uncle Charles.”

Charles shook his head. “I can walk. Just eat your melon.”

“But you’re hurt, Uncle Charles. How could I just sit back and watch?” the girl asked, frowning while shoving the sweet fruit into her mouth.

Her cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel’s as some juice from the melon trickled down a corner of her lips.

Benedict shook his head upon seeing that. “Let’s go, you glutton. Let Uncle Nico take Charles to the lab for his check-up. We should be going home.”

For the first time, Cedrick made his way around Zendaya and carried the little boy instead. Then, he left the laboratory without uttering a word to Gwendolyn or even looking back.

Gwendolyn noticed something amiss about his temperament but didn’t think too much of it. She picked Zendaya up and followed after the man.

The couple walked one person after another, with each of them carrying a child, but something seemed off about the atmosphere.

On the journey home, both Cedrick and Gwendolyn remained silent as the sounds of Zendaya’s giggles filled the air.

Gwendolyn stared out the car window, mulling over the important agreement she had just signed earlier today.

Cedrick would glance at her occasionally and notice her spacing out.

“What’s on your mind, Gwenny? You seem so out of it. Are you thinking about Charles’ injuries?” he asked with a hint of grudge, feeling unhappy out of the blue.

“What?” Gwendolyn snapped back to reality.

Cedrick’s gaze darkened. “Are you feeling sorry for Charles after what happened to him?”

Gwendolyn was flabbergasted. “What on earth are you thinking? He’s Benny’s and Zendy’s godfather, and he’s pretty much family to the Harrises. I just don’t want this matter to get worse.”

Those willing to make bets would have to be prepared to lose and bear the risk of getting hurt.

was no saint; she wouldn’t take pity on anyone in this

Charles had indeed messed up in the past and eventually helped her a great deal, he still had to pay for what he owed Benedict. While Charles had indeed messed

what

him, she sounded impatient and

much longer than you’ve known me. He’s also the kids’ godfather, so I understand why you’d feel bad seeing him

lips twitched. “You don’t understand. You sound

didn’t know

glare and hissed, “Why are you talking about the past in front of the kids? Do you want

I got hurt from fighting, would you feel sorry for me,

woman’s brows furrowed. “What do

on her. “Are you jealous because

said nothing; silence meant

get into a fight

was Benedict’s and Zendaya’s first time seeing their loving parents

her brother’s arms, not

than Daddy. She

an instant as the two adults in front harbored their own feelings

long while. “So, you’re admitting that you felt sorry

turned to him.

chance to drop this! What’s

you’re trying to pick a fight now? Would you like to experience a few days of not talking to each other? I can even add on a top-grade punishment if that’s what

was no match for

“Darling…” he cooed.

away in rage and looked out the window once again, refusing to listen

at

he knew a storm lay

Zendaya were in the car with them, so he could only keep his mouth

four of them returned to the Jenson

inside the parking lot, Gwendolyn

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who should be spenked, Deddy! Hmph!” Zendeye chimed in, fenning the

Why do I feel like throwing them out

dey off tomorrow, end we’ll go shopping together. You

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