The More The Merrier

Chapter 752 He Does Not Eat Minced Garlic

Couldn’t he have cleared things up earlier? Instead, he sat there and watched as I investigated the matter! “How could you?”

Arissa’s temper spiked. “I indeed didn’t see your document.”

Benjamin regarded her steadily, his tone emphatic. Arissa sulked. Well, it’s true that my document wasn’t there. “You should have clarified things. Yet, you merely watched at the side as I made a fool of myself!”

Bending, she climbed out of the car and shot him a glare before entering the house. Benjamin merely quirked an eyebrow. “Serves you right!” Gavin threw the man a taunting look.

In response, Benjamin shot his son a sidelong glance. Shouldering his schoolbag, Gavin chased after his siblings. “Let’s go in!”

Zachary held Tim’s hand while Oliver and Jasper held Jesse’s hand. In a flash, all six children sprinted into the house. The schoolbags on their shoulders bounced about, rendering them absolutely adorable.

Benjamin’s eyes were trained on their petite figures, his thin lips curving upward. Gavin had become much livelier with the company of the other kids. At the sight of their return, Edwin trotted out to greet them. “You’re back, Mrs. Graham, kids!”

“Yup!” Arissa replied with a smile. Grinning, Edwin cast his gaze at Benjamin, who came in last. “Mr. Graham, one more dish and dinner will be ready!”

“Okay.” Benjamin inclined his head at the man before going upstairs to change. Taking a gander at him, Arissa pivoted and went into the kitchen. When she saw that there were steaks left, she made garlic butter steak.

In the meantime, the six children sat in the living room. Tim was revising with a textbook in his hand while Gavin and Zachary taught him the parts he didn’t understand.

seeing that they were studying, she walked

to look at her. “Gavin and the others are teaching me the parts I don’t understand,” explained Tim, lifting his head to look at his mother

good. Ask them whatever you don’t understand, Sweetheart. It’s dinner time, so let’s eat first. You can

his head. “Yay! Dinner is ready!”

our hands and

up and dashed to the washroom. Chuckling, Arissa urged the other children, “Go

had all run off to wash their hands, she went upstairs to call

the room. His expression was rather grim. Glimpsing that, Arissa

him

for dinner. Taking a seat with the six children, Arissa told them to drink some soup first while

“Daddy is here!”

“Mr. Graham is here!”

direction. Arissa turned and glanced at him as

an innate sense of authoritativeness, so she sensed his strong

is ready,

it.

proceeded to sit down to

him. Her curiosity was piqued