Different

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE:

Different

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"What do you think of him?"

"Hm?"

"Tyler."

"..." Kai paused. He turned to look at his mother, that was sitting on the sofa next to him. 

She was leaning at the armrest and resting her arms there. Her eyes were on him the whole time he was playing on the floor with the toys Tyler bought for him.

"He's nice." He answered. 

A silence of his mother followed it, like how silent the house is. It was morning, Tyler was already at work, leaving the two of them in the house together with the maids. 

But those women, Kai noticed, that they somehow disappear from the face of the earth unless you call them for something. 

It was a little different from Charlotte's house, from his father's house, but it's not that bad.

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