"I want to eat a baguette"

The golden hue of the sun scattered evenly and softly throughout the room.

Caesar sat in front of his laptop, cradling Lola in his arms, opening the files sent by Herman.

Lola was seated on his lap, yawning impatiently. She was extremely sleepy. She reached out to touch, but unfortunately, she didn't touch anything. An Alpha's chest didn't provide her with the satisfying feel she wanted.

Human memory is limited, like a warehouse. People selectively remember useful, memorable things. Those irrelevant ones are gradually discarded as age progresses.

Only those with hyperthymesia would remember everything daily in meticulous detail.

Lola did not have hyperthymesia. Her memory was stronger than that of ordinary people, but some minor details would also be forgotten, such as those men she only met a few times.

Caesar patiently clicked open all the photos Herman had sent, one by one, asking Lola about them. At first, she responded well, full of ent