Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty-one: Uh-Oh

The third point of view :

At the same reception

"Neon!" Ailee called the little boy who tactically hid at the corner of the kitchen with his back turned to her. Neon turned to look at her, a flicker of alarm crossing his face. 

"What are you doing here? Do you know how long Allen and I have been searching for you," Ailee chided, walking over to him.

Allen who followed his sister chuckled mockingly, "Here we thought someone couldn't find his way back to the reception,"

The kids were in the kitchen where chefs were busy preparing and serving food. None of them said a word to the kids since they recognized them as Niklaus' kids nor do they have the time to chase them off anyway. They were already way behind schedule.

"What are you doing?" Ailee was vexed when the boy didn't answer her, instead, he seemed to be hiding something, "What is it you're hiding?"

Neon quickly said innocently, "Nothing,"