
“Eiden,” call Kyra without shifting her focus from the cake in front.
“Hm?” Eiden muttering. He was busy sniffing Kyra's neck.
“You no one wants to tell me?”
Eiden frowned. “News about what, dear? As far as I know, all my secrets you already know, right.”
Kyra turned her body. The woman held her hands around her neck without touching her husband's head because his hands were covered in flour. “On your ex-wife? You haven't told me, have you?”
“Ah.” Eiden just remembered the chapter of his ex-wife because she was complacent with her new life—which is much happier. “What do you want to know about, honey? I didn't tell because males talked about him.”
“Maybe... Kayak she is now in Indonesia?”
Eiden. He knew that Clara had returned a few days ago through the spy he sent. However, Eiden was not indifferent about it. As long as Clara didn't bother her little family, that was more than enough.
Eiden also recalled that the wife was not a random person. The woman has powers that may be almost equal to or even surpass her. Given the Black Rose clan is famous in various countries for their efficient and effective weapons of creation.
“Yes, he came home to Indonesia a few days ago, Ra. But, I don't care. As long as he doesn't bother us, I'm a bodo. Forget about him, we focus on today's event aja.” Eiden kissed Kyra's neck and took a slight sip. “Later tonight I told you everything.”
Kyra nodded in agreement. Telling stories now will only make his mood crumble. “I wait for tonight.”
“But, there are conditions.” Eiden grinned, his eyeballs glowing with intent.
Kyra who understands. “IH! PERVERT!!”
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“Thank you for today's lesson, Uncle.” Darren bent his body slightly, a gesture of reverence towards Jasper, the teacher.
Jasper himself was commenting on a meaningful smile. He admitted in his heart that Eiden's stepson had above-average intelligence. In an instant, Darren could learn all kinds of things about computers and master them by a landslide. Darren could remember every command and code he gave in just one try.
Seeds like this obviously cannot be wasted. Jasper plans to train Darren earnestly in the future. This child will definitely become a golden figure in the future if his abilities continue to be honed.
“Be careful on the road, yes, Ren.” The light waved as Darren was about to leave the house. Followed by Marvin who stood next to him.
Darren waved back. He got in the car and left because today's lesson was over.
Right after Darren's departure, Marvin and Light rushed into the residence. The two got an invitation to attend Darren's birthday celebration from Kyra— with a note of having to pretend not to know before the event began. Mommy from Darren and Emily explained that this event was a surprise for the son.
“Come, Pa. We have to get there before Darren dateng.” Marvin kept tugging at Jasper's busy hand hooking the buttons. Jasper was overwhelmed to handle his son who was too enthusiastic.
“Shortly, Son. It's also done.” Jasper was busy looking for his car keys and wallet.
“If you are late, Papa is wrong!”
Jasper sighed. If this is the case, he will inevitably have to hurry. “Which gift did you prepare yesterday?” she realized her son had brought nothing.
Jasper sneered in his heart. It was Marvin who asked quickly, now he himself made a long time.
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Meanwhile, in the car...
“Kakak, where are we going, anyway? How from the previous muter-muter is unclear?” astonished Darren who from the beginning looked at the streets.
Xania and the driver who was in charge of throwing eyes at each other, both of them were equally confused to answer how. “Sorry, Little Lord, the road we used to walk on is jammed. So, I took another detour that twisted. Maybe it will be longer,” said the driver was a bit nervous.
Darren was suspicious. He may be a child, but his thinking ability clearly exceeds his age. He would not believe such a cliche excuse so easily. “Kalo so, why not sampe-sampe? What is that far?” cercan.
“Ee. we. must stop by the cake shop for a while, Little Master. Madam contacted me and asked me to buy her a strawberry cake,” a lie Xania hopes Darren believes.
Darren with his chest. “Mommy hates strawberries if you want to know. Mommy likes tiramisu or chocolate cake.”
Damnit damnit!
The driver and Xania swore in their hearts at the same time. Why do they seem to be lying to the employer?
“Ee.. maybe it's for little miss?” reply Xania nervous. If until he fails to bring Darren around, his young mistress can go berserk. Especially now that Xania knows that Kyra is a mobster. Could be his business later.
Despite knowing something was wrong, Darren chose not to prolong the problem. He will know the answer later. As a result, Darren was silent. However, his pair of green eyes watched the two gender-different people in front of him sharply.
Darren's brain starts to think about a lot of things, including how best to punish his personal bodyguard and driver.
Ah, for whatever sake, Xania hoped that she would not be in this kind of situation again. His little master is very creepy.
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After circling for almost 50 minutes, stopping at various places, and stopping by the gas station, Darren finally returned to the mansion. The boy was increasingly convinced there was something when he saw the magnificent building where his family lived empty and dark.
Cih, Darren didn't think they were taking this.
The boy stepped in with complete confidence. He went through the door and told Xania to turn on the lights. His little brain began to guess with a single point of speculation.
Klikkkp..
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DARREN!” yell out everyone present.
Darren looked at them with a big smile. “Wah! What are you guys doing, anyway?”
“Eh?”
^^^To be continuous...^^^