The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Colton raised his head, looked at him, and said with his childish voice, “Then why did you still choose to help me?”

“Did someone help you?” Louis frowned. “You’re just a little kid, and you dare to talk to a professor like this?”

“I’m not just a little kid.” Colton was enraged.

Louis moved his hand and gestured to Colton’s height. “You’re only this tall, aren’t you a little kid?”

Colton refuted confidently, “It’s not that I can’t grow up anymore!”

“Pfft, but you’re just a little kid now.” Louis looked at this kid.

‘He’s not only a little smart but also not afraid of me. Not to mention the good results that he obtained in the academy’s rating selection just now. He’s one of a kind.

‘But why does his face look so familiar?’

“I’m going to practice the piano already. See you around, Professor Lucas.” Colton propped his little arms on his waist and left the scene in tiny steps.

Louis watched as the little rugrat walked away.

‘I wonder which family this brat is from. He actually piqued my interest.’

After school, Waylon and Daisie were sitting in a minivan and came to pick Colton up from home.

“Is the boss of the Royal Academy of Music terrible? I heard that he has a bad temper and loves to scold others. Uncle Helios has a much better temper than him.” Daisie’s face was full of curiosity.

Colton opened up his arms. “It’s just a rumor. I don’t think he’s that terrible. He’s at most a sharp and vicious speaker.”

Waylon added, “I heard that the Lucases aren’t a family that ordinary people should trifle with.

The man’s mother is a noblewoman from Stoslo.”

Daisie’s eyes lit up. “Noblewoman? Does she look like one of those women who appear on television in beautiful gowns and sit in a gorgeous carriage!?”

Waylon saw the two siblings looking at him with their sparkly eyes and answered in embarrassment, “Uh, she should be.”

Angela, who was driving, looked helpless.

Whenever the three rugrats gathered together, it always felt like they were premeditating something malicious.

“Mommy!”

“Yes?” Maisie raised her head and glanced at Colton.

Colton tilted his head. “Have you quarreled with Daddy?”

Daisie looked at him with her big and moist eyes. “Daddy, then are we about to have younger brothers and sisters?”