"The Admiral is usually very busy. How does he have time to come by today?"

Isabel Grant said, "By the way, who is this young lady?!"

Alexander Kingsley froze for a moment, glanced at Carla Carr before retracting his gaze, and said to Isabel Grant, "Carla, my girlfriend."

Isabel Grant smiled, "Oh, so that’s how it is." Initially, she had heard that both the Admiral and Lucas Knight were gay, and she often doubted Alexander Kingsley. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be straight.

With that, she was relieved...

"Madam, I’m here to see the young master and young miss."

"All right," Isabel Grant smiled kindly, "Lily has already eaten. It’s just right; I have an appointment and need to go out. You all can stay here and play with Lily and Ivy."

"Perfect, you can have dinner here together. I’ll have the maid prepare a room for you to stay."

"Thank you, madam, but there’s no need to trouble yourself." Alexander Kingsley had only brought Carla Carr to visit the little bun! They hadn’t planned to stay there.

"Hey, why not? It’s settled then." Isabel Grant said, standing up, she instructed the maid to arrange everything and then left the estate for her appointment.

*

"Miss Sister~" Little Lily blinked her big eyes, looked at Carla Carr, then at Alexander Kingsley, and swooned, "Miss Sister, your boyfriend is so handsome~~"

Alexander Kingsley: "..." Has he been praised by the Crown Prince’s little one?

You should know, the Crown Prince treats her as his life, so in love that it’s overwhelming. If he knew she praised him, would the Crown Prince be upset?

"Lily." Carla Carr looked at this little bun, who looked exactly like Eva, all pink and pudgy. She hugged little Lily and said, "Call me auntie, I’m not a ’Miss Sister’ anymore, I’ve gotten old."

"Miss Sister, did this uncle say you’re old? But you’re not old at all, you’re very pretty!!"

Alexander Kingsley: Uncle? Uncle?!

Does he look that old?!

Moreover, if Carla is ’Miss Sister’, shouldn’t he be called big brother? How did it become uncle?

"Ahem—" Carla Carr coughed twice, "Um, Lily, where’s your brother?"

"He went to find a Miss Sister."

Carla Carr: "..."

This three-year-old little bun!

Always looking for... Miss Sister!

Little Lily looked at Carla Carr, fiddling with her hands, drooling on her clothes: "Sister, are you as pretty as my mom?"

"And why do you have so many red marks on you!!"

Red marks, Carla Carr looked down and found her collarbone covered with kiss marks, courtesy of Alexander Kingsley...

She felt a bit embarrassed!

...

Meanwhile, Graham Knight came downstairs in a little black suit. When he saw the three people, he stood at the top of the stairs, leaning against the wall, his eyes on Carla Carr.

Hmm...

This woman doesn’t look like little Lily!

But she seems to love little Lily very much. Could she be a friend of mommy’s!?

Graham Knight furrowed his brows, looked at Alexander Kingsley, then at Carla Carr, her neck covered in red marks... Hmm, was daddy always this rough with mommy before?

"Young master..." The maid looked at him and said politely, "Young master, the Admiral has come to see you."

Graham Knight said nothing, his hands in his pockets, he walked down to the living room and sat quietly on the sofa like a little king.

With his aura fully displayed, he exuded a natural nobility and a certain chill.

He remained silent, radiating an air of utter pride and arrogance.