Chapter 828: This Feeling of Bantering

Wayne Bailey's handsome face tightened, a sullen fire in his eyes.

"This is The Baileys' Manor, my turf," he pointed with his index finger to the ground beneath him, "Miss Xavier should make it clear that every pot and bowl you use here belongs to me."

What's a few pieces of cake?

"Additionally, every day you're holding my son. You're not a hen that can lay eggs, yet no one is laughing at you. Stop flaunting others' eggs as your own."

Anna Jadwin's mood soured in an instant, and she felt like stuffing a lump of dough into Wayne Bailey's mouth.

"Ding-dong—"

The oven beeped, and Anna Jadwin, with oven gloves on, saw that Raphael Bailey was already a step ahead, taking out the crispy roasted chicken wings from the oven, adding a bit of cheese to them—oh, how delicious. Leo's favorite!

Leo put on a bib, a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, licking his lips in anticipation of the feast to come.