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.

as though he’d seen a miracle, whipped out his phone and snapped several photos of Balfour in

the camera shutter, Balfour frowned and looked at Bryan sternly. “What are

phone and stood tall. “Nothing! I’ve just never seen you this industrious before, so I took a photo to mark

gave the mischievous Bryan a helpless glance, placing the breakfast he’d

hearty breakfast of fried eggs,

up her fork and knife, Ellinor glanced at the clock.

disappointed, but he replied gently. “There’s nothing important going on lately; it’s no problem if I head to

replied offhandedly, not really

you. He’s always punctual for work, no matter what. He’s even

if she hadn’t and just focused on

was smacked hard twice, and then he heard Balfour’s impatient voice. “Go