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

shutter, Balfour frowned and looked at Bryan

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

the mischievous Bryan a helpless glance, placing the breakfast he’d prepared in front of Ellinor. “Ellinor,

of fried

Ellinor glanced at

important going on lately; it’s no problem if I

offhandedly, not really

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

as if

shoulder was smacked hard twice, and then he heard Balfour’s