"...Cake?"
Eureka was slightly startled and asked incredulously, "Are you talking about that kind of cake?"
Upon hearing this, the noblewoman's expression showed a trace of shock, as if she couldn't believe her daughter would do something so foolish.
"I had no choice!" Elisa bit her lip, her expression chaotic as she said, "I didn't want to do it, but he left me no options!"
"Elisa, you're shifting the responsibility onto a child not even six years old!" Eureka frowned deeply, pushed her obstructing sister aside, and strode through the half-open door.
Originally, to make it convenient for Elisa to quickly become close to Little Yunduo, they had set up Little Yunduo's room in her suite, with decorations that the little boy liked.
On the sky-blue robot-shaped sofa, Little Yunduo was quietly asleep, looking like an angel from Western mythology, with two empty plates on the coffee table in front of him.
