Purple Summers held her forehead, protesting her innocence, "I wasn't greedy before, it only changed after I got pregnant!"
Aunt Taylor laughed from aside, "Madam is hungry; it's all my fault. I'll go get the breakfast right now."
Having said that, she went to the kitchen.
Purple snuggled up to Atra Blanc, hugging her arm and acting coquettishly, "I want to drink the porridge from yesterday again."
"There's no time to make it now, wait till you come back in the afternoon, and Mom will make it for you, okay?"
"Mhm, okay!" Purple nodded, still clinging to Atra's arm.
Atra smiled and said, "How is it that the bigger you get, the more you act like a little child?"
Alexander Summers came downstairs and the first thing he saw was this affectionate scene between mother and daughter, both being the most important women in his life. Alexander's heart instantly softened, as if yesterday's rage had disappeared like smoke in the air.
