CHAPTER 72: THE LITTLE CHEF

DAMIEN’S POV:

This was weird, wasn’t it?

I mean, I was practically spying on a little girl, but could you blame me? I just found out I had a four-year-old kid a few minutes ago.

How am I even supposed to approach her? What do I tell her? How do I even start? How do people talk to kids anyway? Do I have to use that baby voice to get them to understand me?

All these questions and more filled my mind, but not once was I prompted to step up to her and talk to her. why? She was just a child; there was no way I was scared of talking to a child.

Right?

Yeah, there was definitely no way; my feet were just glued to the spot for a completely different reason. I just needed to see what she was like.

What was her personality like? From what I had seen earlier, she had quite a mouth on her. Was she a brat? Just exactly how had Rosaline raised her?

"Alright, little champ, what’s your name?” One of Rosaline’s maids said I think her name was Peace. Or was it Stephanie? I do not know, and I really