Strange

"But I don't have a grandma," Babla said with a shake of her head after thinking through what Mag and Amy said.

The corner of Elizabeth's lips twitched a little. She lowered her head and started wolfing down the Yangzhou fried rice to stop herself from laughing.

Camilla glanced at Mag as she thought to herself, This fellow is not upright indeed.

However, Irina had a meaningful smile on her face. She didn't expect him to already learn how to talk like that.

"That's right. Let's eat." Mag nodded as he stifled his laughter, and picked up his chopsticks to start eating.

"Strange." Babla frowned. She still didn't understand what was going on, so she just picked up her chopsticks and started eating too.

***

"Father, I was wrong. Please save me. Please save me…"

The moment Cyril returned to Moreton Manor, he scurried into the study room, and knelt in front of Jeffree, hugging his leg and crying loudly.