"Alright, alright! I'll stop! Why don't you try it first and give your verdict?" Maverick suggested.Carl cocked an eyebrow. He didn't care how bad the food was. What mattered was that he couldn't let this stain his reputation. Maverick was the best candidate to shift the blame."Or would you prefer if I help Annabel in pursuing you?" Carl's voice was cold."Carl … you can't do this ... isn't this going too far?" Maverick pouted. "You're being so shameless. Does your mom know about this?""That's none of your business." Carl's tone was far from friendly. "I only have one question for you. Did you make these pancakes?""No ..." Maverick started."What was that?" Carl growled."Yes ..." Maverick quickly changed his answer."Yes or no?" Carl asked insistently.Maverick sighed in frustration. "Why does it have to be me?""Because you're the best actor," Carl replied. "You lie as if it were the truth."Maverick felt embarrassed. If one plays with fire, one would eventually get
Maverick wanted to annoy Carl. "Lucy is right. Normal people wouldn't make pancakes like these!"Violet didn't bother with them since both she and Whitney had some delicious food to eat."Eat!" Carl was getting angry. "All of you must finish those dishes! And make sure there is not a single piece left!""I won't eat it!" Lucy remained stubborn.Just then, Annabel walked out of the bedroom and saw the chaotic scene. She asked, "What's going on?"No one answered her.Violet explained, "Maverick made some pancakes for everyone. But due to his limited skills, Lucy doesn't want to eat it."Lucy shouted at Violet, "Says the one who ordered burgers! And you want me to eat these disgusting pancakes?""I never said you can't have these burgers," Violet said innocently. "It's your uncle who said no."Lucy didn't care. "You're all in cahoots!""How bad can it be?" Annabel was puzzled. "Mavey made it? That's a first! Let me try!"Annabel went to the table and took a bite. But she immedi
Annabel excitedly ran up to Maverick. "Mavey! I have two tickets to the Snowplay concert. Let's go together!""I'm not going," Maverick refused."Come with me!" Annabel whined."I said no!" Maverick impatiently pulled away from Annabel's grip. "You're grown up now! Don't you know about personal boundaries?"Annabel's gaze darkened. "If growing up means losing you, I'd rather die as a child.""Easier said than done!" Maverick's mood was already sour, and now he was getting angry. "If you want to die that badly, then go to a busy road and get hit by a car! You won't feel a single thing if a truck ran over you!"Annabel lowered her head in silence.Having lived with Maverick for many years, she could easily tell between his genuine anger and his feigned irritation. Right now, she had truly provoked him.Watching Annabel's distressed expression, Maverick clenched his fists tightly and recalled her mother's dying wish. Pain flashed across his eyes."After we return to Zeloth, go me
Just then, Carl had finished washing the fruits. He walked into the bedroom and saw that all three people inside had absent looks. He furrowed his brows."What's going on?" Carl asked.Violet was the first to react. "Annabel looks so pitiful crying like that.""This is a process she must go through." Carl placed the fruits on the table. "She fell for her brother after all.""But they're not blood-related!" Violet argued. "Besides, both of their parents have passed away.""Come and have some fruits," Carl said softly. "Don't interfere in their affairs."Violet couldn't help but smile. Carl and Whitney had the same tone when they spoke."Daddy!" Whitney skipped over to Carl. "Is everything sorted out? Shouldn't we go back now?"Carl picked Whitney up. "Not yet.""But Maverick said everything's settled." Whitney was puzzled. She still needed to find evidence!"Since you're here, we should go back and meet the others. Also, we need to update your birth certificate," Carl said, lo
Carl kissed Violet like a madman. He captured her lips and bit them.He needed her to calm him down. Or else, he would truly go crazy.Even through their thin clothes, Violet could feel Carl's rising body heat. She pushed him away nervously, feeling especially uncomfortable with his wandering hands."Stop," she gasped."I want you," Carl stated firmly. "You're mine, and mine only!"Violet furrowed her brows. Carl suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed."Let go of me!" Violet panicked.Carl shook his head and kept his eyes on her. His gaze was growing more infatuated and intense."I'll be careful. I promise," he murmured."No," Violet nervously said, "I … I'm still in pain!""You little liar." Carl laughed. "You've recovered for a long time now, haven't you""You ..." Violet shivered.Carl lightly tapped Violet's forehead. He felt lucky that she was here with him!"Vi." Carl swallowed hard. "Vi."Violet widened her eyes at Carl, observing his every move. Just hi
Carl kissed Violet with a satisfied expression after she settled down. He said softly, "Get up. I'll bring the food in.""Okay." Violet decided that she would deal with hunger first. She figured she would find a way to delay the marriage somehow. She suddenly chuckled as she thought about something. She rested her head on one of Carl's hands while holding his other hand. She gazed at him affectionately. Carl frowned. He knew she was up to no good. There was no way she was trying to seduce him. As expected, Violet asked, "The pancakes that morning. Are you sure you didn't make them?" "It wasn't me."Violet smirked and cooed, "If I find out it was you. We'll delay going to the city hall."Carl gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know the consequences of making me angry?"Violet covered herself with her blanket and continued, "We're the only ones here. Just tell me, were you the one that made the omelet?" Carl was put on the spot. If he admitted that he made it, he would be
"Don't ask about matters that are none of your business," Carl said in annoyance. "You're supposed to be an assassin, yet you lack the bloodlust of one." "That's because I can't be a bloodthirsty killer around my daughter." Violet didn't care about Carl's criticism as she cuddled with Whitney. Since Whitney came into the picture, Violet had participated in significantly fewer missions. She only went on missions if the targets were especially tricky. Therefore, she rose in notoriety since she only killed challenging targets. She also gained more enemies as a result. Now that more people were starting to realize that she was an assassin, things didn't look good for her. Carl gave her a cold stare and ignored her. "Uncle Carl, you have to let Great Aunt Elsa out. Or else, with that temper of hers …" Lucy couldn't help but say.Carl interrupted her coldly, "What can she possibly do?""You're holding your mother captive!" Violet chipped in."Daddy, have you thought about the co
Maverick chuckled awkwardly and said, "Ah, the thing about the White family."Lucy's eyes were fixed on Maverick. She was angry that he didn't even spare her a glance since he walked through the door. "Spill it! I'm also curious about how you handled it," Elsa said in a commanding tone. "And spare no detail. If you try to hide anything from us …" Carl didn't bother to finish his sentence. Maverick was in despair. The three Walkers were harsh masters. If he offended Lucy, she'd hound him forever. If he offended Elsa, his social life would be utterly destroyed. And if he offended Carl, he would be better off dead. The three of them had overwhelming presences. Maverick knew that Violet was the only one who could get him out of the tricky situation. He knew Violet had the most authority here because she could bend Carl to her will. Maverick regained his cool when he thought of that. After all, his actions toward the White family were retribution for Violet."I didn't kill a