Lil Michael looked up at Nicole in a daze. He flushed and nodded.
He suddenly realized that he had made Pretty Lady sad.
That would not do.
If he continued to be like this, Pretty Lady would hate him.
Michael did not want that.
Instead of that, it would be better to be good and obedient.
It was so hard to be him!
Michael wanted to grow up soon.
Nicole smiled and pinched his little face.
"Hurry up and eat. Let’s go back when you’re done."
Lil Michael nodded with delight.
Being with Nicole was the most relaxing since he did not have to think about homework or summer camp.
It felt too good!
One afternoon.
On a rare occasion, Clayton was idle at home. After being repeatedly involved with Michael's Spanish teacher, he had no choice but to answer the video call.
Sitting on the sofa, Clayton spoke to Kevin in English, interspersed with a few sentences of Spanish from time to time.
Nicole came out of the study and saw this refreshing scene.
She walked around behind Clayton with a fruit bowl and clearly saw the person in the camera.
Clayton noticed Nicole and very quickly turned off the video. He smiled at her.
"What's wrong?"
Nicole pursed her lips. "Is that Mr. Kevin?"
Clayton nodded. The next second, his face froze and sank slightly.
"How did you know?"
Nicole had never cared about these things. How did she accurately say this teacher's name?
Furthermore, this was the worst teacher.
A thought flashed in Clayton's mind.
Nicole smiled perfunctorily and took a bite of strawberry, then walked in the direction of the study.
"Didn't you tell me? I was just asking casually."
Clayton rubbed his brows and secretly gritted his teeth, knowing that it was Lil Michael who was up to n
o good.
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