The Kiss that Sparked it All

Frowning Bryan retorted. “Yes, you are! We have the same father; you are my sister”

After reaching the bottom of the stairs, Ellinor brushed off Bryan’s hand and headed towards the dining room.

ough she didn’t dislike Bryan, she couldn’t forget that he was the son of the woman who had hurt her mother. She couldn’t sincerely treat him like a little brother. Bryan chuckled sarcastically. He followed her and was about to say something when he saw a tall figure emerging from the kitchen, holding a plate of food.

It wasn’t their chef, nor their nanny, but Balfour.

Bryan was gobsmacked. “Balfour, you… you’re actually cooking?!”

Balfour ignored him and instead spoke gently to Ellinor. “Ellinor, come. Sit down for breakfast.”

Without any formalities, Ellinor sat down.

a miracle, whipped out his phone and snapped several photos of Balfour

frowned and looked

away his phone and stood tall. “Nothing! I’ve just never seen you this industrious before, so I took

the mischievous Bryan a helpless glance, placing the breakfast

of fried eggs, bacon, vegetables,

her fork and knife, Ellinor glanced at the

but he replied gently. “There’s nothing important going on

offhandedly, not

doing all this for you. He’s always punctual for work, no matter what. He’s even cooking breakfast for you. ve never been

she acted as if she hadn’t and just focused

then he heard Balfour’s impatient voice.