Whenever the baby said: "Hewlo, unclhe, auntwie, twank ywou fol youl hald wolk! (Hello, uncle, Auntie, thank you for your hard work!)" Everyone would melt under such praise and appreciation.
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
Uh...but that boy is really not a fairy, okay? Either you're easily tricked, or that boy skillfully tricked you! And I just want to help you to see the truth!
Alvaro knew Ainsley's charm ability but didn't know it was this formidable. Even among the same ability type, there were weaker ones and stronger ones.
Shen Yong’s expression froze, like a rooster that had its neck grabbed. He fell silent for a long while, and the expression on his face kept changing. He instinctively wanted to get angry again and force Shen Hanxing to submit to him. But on the other hand, his rationality told him that it was not wise to get angry. Shen Hanxing would not fall for it at all.
"Nwo! Elh ish nwot guiltwy! (No! El is not guilty!)" Ainsley immediately stood in front of Elliana and spread her arms wide. The child looked up at the adults with a glare.
"I never cheat on your mom, and I also love her. If not, why would I give birth to you?" Evan let out a long sigh as he massaged his temple. "I'm not the type to bear a child just for the family."
Even after she entered the Sloan Family at the age of 12 thanks to someone in the family noticing her talent, she didn't have anyone protecting her. It was her who protected others.
"Fin! Answer me!" The hot daddy's ruby eyes reddened, almost becoming like a devil from hell. Finley couldn't help but shudder, and his innocent face turned grave.
Also...can the ability grow stronger? What if each ability will be stagnant just like each person's innate talent. If that's the case, I have to find out just how strong my ability is.
But Ainsley called them as if they're kids. However, could they protest? No. What Ainsley did just further strengthened their impression of the Godfather spirit.
Xia Mingcheng’s right eyelid twitched violently when he heard Mother Xia’s tone, which sounded like she wanted to matchmake him with Yuan Yuan. Wait a minute, Xia Mingcheng knew his mother very well. His mother had especially high standards for a daughter-in-law. First of all, their family had to have status, and then a reputation which matched their own. Xia Mingcheng had always been disgusted by this.