Chapter 712
“No thanks.” Larissa stammered, “I don’t like eating this.”
Crystal wondered, “It tastes so good. Why don’t you like it?” But she respected
people’s preferences. Then, she turned to ask Kyle, “Kyle, do you want to eat some?”
Without waiting for Kyle’s reply, she took back the bag and said, “Oh, you definitely
won’t want to eat it.”
Kyle was speechless.
Crystal finished a bag of small steamed buns and yawned out of boredom. Finally, she
heard a voice coming from outside.
Roland’s face suddenly changed-he instantly recognized his father’s voice! Did this
man really know Miles?
Madam Warren also panicked for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure
and grabbed her son’s hand, saying, “Your father is here just in time. Surely he will
help his own son, right?”
Roland realized that he was the very lifeblood of Miles, and no matter how willful and
reckless he was, Miles would forgive him as he was the only legitimate heir of the
Warren Family.
Miles, who was approaching his sixties and on the verge of retirement, had silver hair
and was dressed in a suit. He seemed to have just come from a formal occasion.
Apart from his driver, he was accompanied by a young man with handsome features,
a gentle smile, and a polite demeanor. However, for some reason, when the two
approached, Miles seemed to lag behind slightly and his expression carried a hint of
caution and flattery.
“Father!” Roland immediately asked, “Why are you here?”
Miles looked at the people in the room and said, “I answered a strange phone call. I
was worried about you, so I came to see you.”
Hearing this, Roland and Madam Warren heaved a sigh of relief. They really thought
that Harold knew Miles.
“What’s going on? Why are there so many people?”
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