The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 886

Crystal's POV:

When I tore open the bag, I found more than a dozen of Beryl's favorite treats, all in different flavors.

Aside from myself, Felix arguably knew Beryl best.

"You are spoiling her." I sighed and closed the bag in my hand.

Upon hearing what I said, Felix smiled and replied, "She's still young. It's okay to spoil her once in a while.

I felt helpless, but didn't say anything more. Instead, I changed the topic and asked, "Have you found the house yet?"

In the past few years, Alva and Felix had been living in the orphanage. They refused to move into the new residence I arranged for them, saying that they wanted to have their own real home on their own.

The good thing was that Felix was a promising and smart kid. He had previously won the national snooker competition for three years in a row, making him the youngest champion ever.

Not only were the snooker fans of the whole empire astounded, but so was I.

Who knew that the ordinary young man who once lived in a sewer would one day become a talented snooker player?

Years later, Felix had amassed a sizable savings thanks to his success in a number of competitions. He had been looking to purchase a home recently but had yet to find the right one. "I checked a pre-owned, three-story house this morning. It's not bad. I'm going to take Alva to have a look tomorrow," said Felix.

I nodded and responded, "If you need any help, just call me."

While I was speaking, I glanced over at Arron. He was helping Alva unpack the cake box. It was a bit of a struggle to remove the tape from it with his tiny hands.

I squatted down, opened the cake box, and handed it to Alva.

"Thank you, Arron." Alva dipped her head and seemed distracted, as if she wanted to confirm where Arron was seated.

Arron prodded Alva's hand with his finger and said gently, "Don't thank me. It was my mother who opened it for you."

Even though it was a perfectly normal sentence, Arron's ears puffed up and his face flushed.

I raised my eyebrows and found it interesting. Arron mirrored his father's character. This was exactly how Rufus acted whenever he wanted a kiss from me. His ears would turn red and he wouldn't dare to look at me.

I knew what Arron was thinking.