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A little figure stood in the doorway.
With big eyes and thick brows, he looked like a perfect little gentleman doll. He wore a small suit with suspenders, the very picture of master.
At the moment, he was glaring at me with a gloomy expression.
I knew what this meant – he was hungry.
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In the past, I would have rushed over with a big grin, hugging and kissing his chubby cheeks no matter how much he struggled. I’d cackle like a witch and exclaim, “Who’s this adorable little angel? Let auntie give you a big kiss!”
But I couldn’t do that now.
If there really were cameras like James said, I had to maintain my image.
Even if it was a lie, surely James wasn’t watching 24/7. Maybe I still had a chance to fix things.
“Emily, you are graceful and virtuous. You are gentle and kind,” I told myself.
So I put on my most gentle smile and glided over to the little boy. I crouched down and said softly, “Sweetie, are you hungry? Would you like auntie to make you some pasta?”
The boy was stunned.
He even took a step back.
After hesitating for a while, he frowned and said: “Did you take the wrong medication?”
I raised a finger to cover my smile: “What are you saying, darling? I’ve always been like this.”
The boy thought for two seconds, then turned and ran to his room. Soon he came back with a water gun from who knows where. He started
11:10 AM
