At the same time, the bar boss, themanagers, security, and all related staff were standing in a row with great trepidation.They all had expressions showing thatthe disaster was about to fall upon them.Because the little prince of Kenton Corporation, Isaiah Kento's precious son,had gone missing in their bar.Isaiah Kento's face was chilly on the sofa; not a single shred of extra feeling was showing on that ice statue-like face. However, the pressure of a superior was pressing on each person present, causing their legs to soften and their sweat to fall like the rain.No one dared to utter a single word as they all trembled under their seemingly heated atmosphere.A young man was kneeling by his feet.With a face full of tears and snot, "big brother, I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have brought Ethan to a bar! If anything happens to Ethan. I won't live any longer!" As he finished speaking, a kick was thrown at his chest and he fretted.The sound of bone breaking made thei
I Isaiah Kento sized up the woman on the bed probingly, as if he was trying to tell if the expression of surprise on her face was authentic. He stared deeply at her as if his eyes were capable of penetrating her soul.After a long while, it seemed as if he finally believed that she had not known of Brian's identity. He then spoke up coldly with his eyes fixed on the woman, "Your request""Uh, what request?" Miranda did notunderstand the words that had appearedout of nowhere."My brother wants to thank you for saving Brian, and he's asking you to state yourrequest!" Jake had the expression 'youstruck gold this time' written all over hisface.Hearing this, the gears in Miranda's headspun quickly as she cautiously said, "Youdon't need to thank me. I indeed saved Brian, but he also saved me. If it weren't for Brian who had gone to call for help, I would still be trapped in there right now, so we can be considered even."Although she was fortunate to have saved the little prince, ho
Since it was rush hour, traffic was terribleWhen Miranda arrived, she was already late.As soon as she got onto the building of the Rave county. Maya Quentin and Jane Emerson were smiling from ear toear as they stepped out of the auditionbuilding. They were surrounded by a crowd that offered congratulations.Seeing Miranda from afar, sweating as she hurried to the building. Maya looked at her with the same gaze from four years ago. It was the gaze of a deity looking down on an ant.A trail of dust was left behind as Mayaarrogantly left on her minivan. Miranda quickly ran into the building after seeing Maya and Jane depart.It wasn't too late!Suddenly, Miranda ran into a group of people who were chatting cheerfully as they were walking. They were the panel of judges for the"Ancient Demons" auditions.“Sorry, I'm late" Miranda bowed deeply.Seeing that Miranda had blocked their path and interrupted them, a couple of the judges exchanged looks, clearly unhappy.No one liked peopl
Miranda Quentin looked weary when she arrived at the gate of the mansion. Upon seeing her, the security quickly opened the door and she went into the house without wasting any more time.However, as she got into the living room, she was stunned when she saw Ivy Haddock, Curtis Smith as well as Roland Peyton pacing around the living room worriedly.She seems to be calling someone. As soon as she turned around, her gaze met with Miranda's and she quickly dropped the phone and ran over to her.“Where on earth have you been all night, Mira?” Ivy Haddock asked as she pulled her into a warm hug.“I was so worried about you that I couldn't keep my soul in check” Ivy Haddock lamented as she pulled away from her embrace. Then, she looked at her face with concern.“What happened, Mira? You looked very sick, did something happen?” Ivy Haddock continued to ask.Miranda Quentin saw that Curtis Smith was extending a glass of water to her through her peripheral view, so she moved away from Ivy Had
Miranda returned to the room to grab a set of new bed sheets and pillow covers afterfinding the clothes. The sofa in the living room was not bigenough for Isaiah to stretch his long legs.She could only move a stool over to addlength to the makeshift bed. She didn't have to worry at all for Brian.He washed in the bath. put on the cutepajamas by himself, and then headed for the bed. Miranda finished bathing and changed into a more conservative pair of pajamas. Shewalked out after checking that she lookeddecent. “That... Mr. Kenton. I'm going to sleep first. Call me if you need anything." "Yes." Isaiah's gaze lost focus as helooked at the freshly bathed Miranda. Thedepths of his eyes darkened overwhelmingly. The girl was wearing the most ordinarypair of pajamas and had her hair tied into a pumpkin. She had a fresh face and hersmooth skin held a natural flush from theshower's steam. He could tell that Miranda had dressedconservatively. There was nothinginappropriate
Miranda was woken by a man's low voice from the living room the following morning.Isaiah put down his phone after hearingthe footsteps behind him. He asked with a warm tone, "Did I wake you?"Miranda stared at the man before her, hereyes as wide as saucers. Isaiah was not wearing a shirt. So the moment she had pushed the door open, her view had been filled with bare skin.She rubbed her nose. Luckily she had notdone anything embarrassing.Isaiah seemed not to have noticed herabnormal expression. Instead, he calmlypicked up his shirt from the sofa to wear. He said while buttoning up his shirt: "There's an emergency at work, I have to leave now could I trouble you to wake Brian up?""Oh, okay” Miranda nodded as she hurried to call for Brian.But it turned out that she didn't have to call for him. She saw a soft and impossibly ute Pikachu the moment she turned around. He was staring straight at his dear father, Isaiah, without blinking. His expression was clearly unhappy."Brian, g
Emily was so worried that her heart wasbreaking at the stiff pair of father and son, “Isaiah, do you even hear what I'm saying? Also, what's wrong with Brian? He hasn't eaten a bite of food all night and he's holding that phone like it's a priceless treasure!" Jake was chewing on somesweet-and-sour ribs, so his voice wasunclear, "Brian is waiting for the prettylady's call!" Emily was perplexed, "What pretty lady?” Jake waved his hands, "Mum, Dad, don'tworry so much. Brother already hassomeone he likes!" Emily was surprised but uncertain."You're telling the truth? Jake, don't trickus!" At this time Edda also solemnly putdown his chopsticks, eyeing Jakesuspiciously. “Why would I try to trick you, this isabsolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!" Jake looked toward his brother as he said so. "Isaiah, is what Jake said real?" Eddaasked in a low voice. "Isaiah, dear, say something!" Emily prompted him with impatience. "Yes." Isaiah agreed. Emily stil
Brian loved silence. He would typicallyhide in his room by himself when he wasdone eating. The household staff had toreturn to their rooms immediately aftercompleting their tasks. They couldn't make any sound or it would disturb Brian, making him irritable or even lose control.Emily had previously sent some snacks tohis room, worried that he wasn't eatingenough. But Brian locked himself up in the attic.Thus, no matter how much their parentsLoved Brian, they didn't dare to move in with Isaiah and Jake.Yet Brian had taken the initiative to comeOut?Not only that, but Brian ran towardsIsaiah hugged his leg.Jake laughed out loud, "Brian, what areyou doing? Hugging for some allowance?Isaiah lowered his head to look at his sonand was able to tell what he wanted in asingle glance. He rejected it withouthesitation, "No, you already went over lastnight"Thus Brian's gaze landed on his phone"You already called once during dinner."Isaiah rejected him again.Jake finally unde