Leopold was bracing himself to answer the call when, at the very last second, the phone call ended. Instinctively, he let out a sigh of relief, exactly as he wished.
But before his smile could even begin to form, Griffin's phone started ringing.
"Huh? Vivienne's calling me." Griffin said, about to answer the call before Leopold could even attempt to stop her, Vivienne's voice was already coming through the phone.
"Leopold, why didn't you answer the phone? Are you not at home?"
Leopold guiltily glanced at Griffin, who quickly covered for him, "Oh, he's here. Did you call him just now? He didn't manage to pick up in time."
"Oh? I thought he was avoiding my calls!" Vivienne knew Leopold all too well.
"Swear to God, Vivienne, why wouldn't I want to answer your call? I was just about to call you back when you called her. Just missed it, that's all."
Worried Vivienne would blame Leopold, he launched into a rap, talking so fast that even Griffin was taken aback.
Vivienne, not wanting to delve deeper, glanced at the overly excited Juliette and felt a headache coming on, "How do you usually get them to sleep?"
"What?" Leopold was baffled.
"I mean these two kids, Juliette has been playing for hours and still doesn't seem tired."
Leopold, "..."
Vivienne, do you hear what you're saying?
You're their mom!
And you're asking me, the godfather, how I put them to sleep?
Leopold's mouth twitched in bewilderment, "I usually just play with them until they're tired and fall asleep."
Vivienne, "..."
If only it were that easy, these kids wouldn't be sleeping tonight.
In the midst of this, Juliette stepped onto the small sofa at the foot of the bed, "Isaiah, go over there, and wait till I do a backflip to snuff out that candle!"
Isaiah, putting his book down, couldn't understand why his sister always had such bizarre ideas, but what could he do but comply?
Quickly, he moved to his assigned spot, and Juliette, seeing this, stepped back a few paces. She raised her chin at Isaiah, "Just you wait and see, brother. I'm about to pull off a triple spin kick. It's gonna be epic!"
This familiar reckless tone made Vivienne recall the person on the other end of the phone, and Leopold dared not breathe a word, fearing Juliette's antics.
Juliette: Then I'll just find another godfather.
Hearing the all-too-familiar tone, Vivienne couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, realizing how her child had ended up this way. Clearly, Leopold's influence was undeniable.
"Leopold?" The rising intonation made Leopold's spine chill, foreseeing his grim future.
"It's not what you think, Vivienne, hear me out."
"You're itching to go to Fariana Isle, aren't you?"
"No, that's not it! Vivienne, I have a wife here, you can't be so cruel as to send me away, Vivienne!"
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