Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 902

Chapter 902 Trap

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Chapter 902 Trap

Calum smirked. “What? I’m worse than Marcus.”

Maddened, Mairik grimaced.

He looked at his surroundings. Once he made sure Emma wasn’t around, he scolded them, “I expect high-tier therians like you to have shame.”

“Ophidians are cold-blooded. We don’t experience the sudden increase of blood flow,” retorted Edric.

Kierar echoed him. “Yeah. It’s the same with the Merfolk.”

Lucier said unapologetically, “The cubs asked to see the photo. They wanted to admire Daddy Malik’s good body, too.”

His shamelessness silenced Jim and Malrik.

“Why are you sitting around?” Emma emerged from the kitchen. “Malrik, the noodles are ready. Come on.”

Mairik turned at once at her voice. A sly smile flashed across his face.

“Emma.” He strode over to her and took the tray from her.

His heart swelled at the sight of the noodles in the bowl. “So, this is my first time seeing longevity noodles. They smell amazing, and from their look, I can tell they’re delicious. No one has ever celebrated my birthday, let alone surprised me. Emma, thank you. Thank you for caring about me and treating me so well.”

Touched, he looked at Emma with reddened eyes.

He was handsome to begin with, and on top of that, he was an Enchanter. Now, his skin was even smoother and fairer than before.

When he put on a sad pout, there was no way one could resist him. Everyone seeing his face would walk through fire to put a smile back on his face.

Emma almost forgot her priorities and instead wanted to pull him in a hug and comfort him. She promised him earnestly, “Since you like it, I’ll celebrate your birthday and make you longevity noodles every year from now on.”

“Emma, you’re so kind to me.” Her sincere words touched him deeper. Holding the tray, he looked at her with moistened eyes. “Emma, can I take a picture of the noodles before eating them? I’ll take a picture of the noodles you make on every birthday.”

It was impossible to say “no” to him. She smiled, “Of course.”

As she took the bait, he curled his lips into a victorious smile. He gently urged, “I need to hold the tray. Can you take a picture of us with your lightcore?”

“Sure.” She agreed readily, found a spot beside him, and turned on her lightcore.

The second it turned on, the photo Alaric sent in the group popped up and stunned her speechless.

Earlier, she was busy preparing food. She wasn’t aware of Alaric’s mischief.

“Is that me?” Malrik deliberately asked, still holding the tray. “Alaric must have taken it in my room just now.”

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Chapter 902 Trap

the zoomed in on it and pressed. “It came out really clear, but what’s with the group chat? Why am I excluded?”

He looked at Emma with #apocent confusion as if his heart was broken.

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His pretense shocked the others, especially Edric and Marcus. The two’s eyes were bulging in disbelief. He’s pretending to be hurt to earn sympathy? Merlin pulled the same stunt before!

They once believed that Merlin was born shameless and fake.

But now, realization dawned on them when they looked at Malrik, who acted innocently sad.

Ha! Merlin no doubt learned the tricks from Mairik!

It was just that Malrik was good at pretending. His constant gentle and thoughtful look deceived everyone.

He was far from gentle and thoughtful. He excelled in playing innocent to get what he wanted.

What a wicked guy! They concluded.

Emma felt bad when she saw Malrik’s reddened eyes. In her eyes, he was forcing a smile to hide the hurt from the mistreatment.

She discreetly glared at Alaric, the culprit who sent the photo. Look what you’ve done! Why did you send the photo in the group chat after taking it? What kind of twisted kink is that?

Alaric picked up his cup and took a sip. He smoothly averted his gaze and raised his head, pretending he was admiring the patterns on the ceiling and unaware of her glare.

Emma cleared her throat, hurried over to Malrik, and softly comforted him, “Malrik, don’t be upset. I asked them to create a group chat to discuss your birthday celebration. I’ll ask them to delete the photo and add you to the group now.”

At that, Malrik set down the tray and stopped her. “It’s fine, Emma.”

He lowered his eyes; his long lashes fluttered. He spoke considerately and showed maturity.

“Since everyone loves it, I don’t want to force them to delete it and ruin the mood.”

“Still…” He looked at the others and bit his lip as if feeling conflicted. “I’m the only one having a revealing photo in the group.”

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