Erin was even quieter than Edward Stephens when he was young. After answering, she immediately lowered her head and continued eating, completely oblivious to Ryan Smith's tumultuous feelings.
"Where is that man now?" Ryan began to ask indirectly, trying to extract the answers he wanted from Erin.
However, Erin either saw through his malicious intentions or for some other reason, just ignored him. After eating, she jumped off the chair, carried her drawing board, and went out with the nanny.
This little brat...
Ryan turned his head to watch the little figure leave, clicking his tongue lightly.
He is just like his father, with a personality.
*
Daisy Ginger went upstairs to take a nap.
Sleeping on the chair until waking up naturally, she slowly went downstairs to find food.
The island's evening breeze carried the faint scent of the sea as the massive setting sun slowly sank, dyeing the azure sea surface with a dark shade of orange-red.
