
Jesica handed Albiano to Greyson's sling, seeing the doubt on Albiano's face.
"I'm sorry, sir." he said a little hesitantly near Greyson. Although Greyson actually considered him his nephew.
"Do you want to meet Oma?" greyson asked warmly to the little body of the grandson.
There was a strange sigh in his head while carrying his grandson's body. He could not believe that he had a granddaughter as big as Albiano. Seeing such a big Albiano made Greyson also curious about his first grandchild.
"Oma?" albiano asked, looking at Greyson.
"Mommy from your Daddy. Oma is cooking in the kitchen. Make a special meal for you and your cousin." Greyson replied.
"Oh yes. Later in the night do not forget to come to the main mansion. We'll have dinner together." Greyson stared at Jesica and Robert in turn.
"Okay, sir." they said together. They then left the main mansion.
Greyson stepped into the kitchen to meet his wife.
Carrying Greyson, Albiano was quite amazed to see the great mansion of the king clan. The little boy had never seen such a grand mansion. But Albi immediately changed the look of his face as before when he arrived in the kitchen. Although Albiano was a child, there was a slight sense of prestige in his heart. What else is expressing his face in front of strangers.
Some of the servants were quite surprised to see Albiano's familiar face. Because that little boy's face looks a lot like little Steven's. They instantly averted their eyes, when they saw Greyson about to pass in front of them.
"Darling.." call Greyson staring at his wife.
While Stevi was still busy making cookies, for the special guests who would arrive at the king clan mansion.
"Yes dear...."
"I'm still busy making paintings for our two grandchildren" Stevi replied without taking her eyes off the painting.
Albiano's eyes sparkled brightly at the word paint, said from Stevi's lips. Greyson glanced at the look on his grandson's face. Instantly flashed a brilliant idea in his watered-down brain.
"Do you like cookies?" grayson stared intently at the look on his grandson's face.
"If you like that painting, you have to work with Opa." whispered Greyson grinning.
"Cooperation?" ask Albiano. The little boy was confused by Greyson. He saw that he was also a little confused, actually where he was. And who are the strangers he saw and met.
"Later Opa will tell you." Greyson replied.
"Darling, is that cake worth more than seeing my handsome face?" greyson asked, pretending to be annoyed.
"Darling. Instead of looking at your wrinkled face, you better help me print this painting." pinta Stevi continued her activities.
"Do you know. From California to the mansion the king clan uses private jets very quickly. While to make one kilogram of dry paint, we really need a long time. Not to mention Steven's favorite sponge cake." he continued to put one sponge cake pan into the open.
"You can ask the waiter to help you, baby.." Greyson suggested.
"I'd rather make this cake out of my hands right away. What else is this for both our sons-in-law and grandchildren." Stevi replied.
Stevi doesn't know at all, if Steven and Livia have arrived since.
"You'll regret it if you don't take your time to see what gifts I'm bringing." Greyson was a little upset by his wife's stubbornness.
"Gift?"ask Stevi lirih.
Finally Stevi stopped her activity staring at her husband. He was silent for a long time looking at Albiano who was also staring at him. The eyes of the two little children were glittering staring at Stevi. More precisely towards the baking sheet that Stevi just printed.
"Say-honey.." call Stevi stammering.
"Why does that kid's face look so much like yours?" stevi was still surprised.
Negative assumptions started to haunt his mind. The face of the middle-aged woman suddenly turned pale.
...***Connected***...