Bought By The Ruthless Alpha King (Ruby) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117: Good News for Torrance Family

Ruby’s POV

“Look, Alice! The plane is flying!”

Alice’s eyes widened like a baseball. “Woah! You’re so good at making it. Make one for me too!”

“Hm, sure. As long as you pay me with the two candies in your pocket!”

Alice pouted at her twin’s offer. She rummaged through her pocket and clutched the two candies Anna had requested.

“Is there ever a time when you don’t turn everything into a business?” she grumbled.

Anna snatched the colorful candies and grinned. “Dad says we have to be smart. So, this is one way to do it. I’m not wrong.” “Yeah, okay. Now do your job. I’ve already paid you!”

“Aye aye, captain!”

The children’s cheerful laughter echoed through the house, a melody of pure happiness filling every corner. Alice and Anna ran to the kitchen, their tiny feet stomping on the wooden floor, their toys clutched tightly in their hands as they chased the soaring paper plane.

The sweet scent of vanilla and melting chocolate wrapped around us like a warm embrace, and I couldn’t help but smile as I stirred the batter with love. My mood had improved ever since Mikael helped me fix it. Alice’s impatient voice broke through my thoughts as she tugged at my apron.

“Mom, is it ready?”

“Not yet, sweetheart,” I chuckled, tapping a bit of flour onto the tip of her nose. She giggled, scrunching her nose as she wiped it off. “Are you already hungry? Isn’t your snack still in the little cupboard in your room?”

“But we want to eat Mommy’s cooking.”

“In that case, Alice, you’ll have to be patient, okay?”

Anna climbed onto the table, her bright green eyes sparkling mischievously. I knew she had an idea just like her twin. “Is there anything we can help with, Mommy?”

I pretended to sigh dramatically, placing my hands on my hips. “I suppose I do need some expert decorators.”

The twins cheered, clapping their flour–dusted hands and sending a small white cloud into the air. Shaking my head, I placed the freshly baked cake onto the cooling rack. The golden sponge was warm and soft, filling the air with a delicious aroma that made both girls bounce with excitement.

“Can we taste it now?” Alice asked eagerly, reaching out her hands. “The cake looks so delicious.”

“Not before we decorate it,” I warned, giving them a disapproving look. “You both promised to help, remember?”

They groaned in unison but quickly grabbed the small piping bags and sprinkles I had prepared. As I spread the chocolate frosting over the cake, the twins took turns adding colorful sprinkles and tiny edible pearls. Their laughter rang out as more frosting ended up on their hands than on the cake itself.

Just as we placed the final cherry on top, the front door swung open.

“Daddy’s home!” Anna shrieked, jumping down from the stool.

The twins ran toward the entrance, their tiny feet stomping against the floor. I turned just in time to see Mikael effortlessly scoop them up, his rich laughter filling the room as they clung to him.

“You missed me, didn’t you?” he asked with a playful grin.

“We made a cake, Daddy!” Alice reported, puffing out her chest proudly. “And cookies!”

“Really? I hope they’re actually edible,” Mikael teased, feigning surprise.

“They are! Mommy let us help! Don’t underestimate us, Daddy!” Alice pouted and playfully smacked her father, only to be showered with kisses until both she and Anna burst into fits of giggles.

I chuckled softly, wiping my hands with a cloth as I watched them fondly. Mikael’s dark hair was tousled, and his clothes were dusted with bits of dried leaves and dirt. He must have just returned from the forest. His strong arms still held the twins effortlessly, their small faces beaming up at him with pure joy.

As I tidied up the kitchen, I listened to my daughte

praised them with exaggerated enthusiasm, m

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unting their baking adventure to Mikael. He erly offered him a taste.

I helped the twins cut the cake they had worked so hard on, and Mikael took a bite, humming thoughtfully. “Mmm. Not bad,” he teased, flashing me a mischievous look. “Of course, it’s nothing compared to your mother’s.”

The twins pouted but eventually gave in. I promised them some new toys they could pick out later at the mall. It had been so long since he last took them to have fun with other kids at the children’s play center. Their moods shifted instantly. They ran off to the living room, already planning their next game.