Chapter 29

Three hours had passed…and then it became six.

Eventually, twelve hours passed.

During lunch the next day, Cedrick sat in the dining room, and before him was the custom-made wooden table with a beige tablecloth.

Placed on the table were at least 20 different types of delicious dishes, and it seemed somewhat empty with only him sitting there.

Albert glanced at Ollie's room upstairs and felt troubled. Ollie was an adorable, shy child who would never cause trouble to others even when he was angry, simply locking himself in his room when it happened.

No one knew what Ollie was truly thinking, but he had gone too long without eating since he was punished to stand still for an hour. Worried, Albert tried to talk to Cedrick.

"Master Cedrick, please go take a look at Young Master. He's just three and a half years old! What'll happen if he starves himself until he gets sick?"

"It's only been half a day," Cedrick said casually, "he won't get sick."

"But he's your son!"

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