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

and looked at Bryan

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

a helpless glance, placing the breakfast he’d prepared in

hearty breakfast of

knife, Ellinor glanced at the clock. “Mr. Howard,

nothing important going on lately; it’s no problem if I head to he office

offhandedly, not

“He’s doing all this for you. He’s always punctual for work, no matter what. He’s even cooking breakfast

she acted as if she hadn’t and

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