"Okay." Cora nodded, her voice soft and gentle.
Kellan carried Cora downstairs and sat her at the dining table, where Aunt Ives had already prepared food for her.
Then he went to freshen up and changed into a new outfit. Standing in front of the mirror, he admired the tall, lean man with a strong chest staring back at him.
He smiled, clearly satisfied with his appearance.
No one could resist his charm. He slipped into a crisp white shirt paired with simple trousers, looking even more refined and elegant.
When he walked out, Cora's eyes followed him. Her daddy looked tall and handsome, dressed in expensive designer clothes like a noble prince.
He was strong, he could protect her mommy, and he had even saved them before. They matched so well together, so why had her mommy cried that day?
Cora didn't understand the adult world. Still, she smiled sweetly at him and said, "Daddy, you look so handsome!"
