The Billionaire's Regret
Salma replied calmly.
“I want live medium only,” Poppy countered without blinking. “Tantee Hazel,” she spun and pointed at her. “You sit straight. You look like potato.”
Hazel lifted a brow. “I’m a lawyer,” she said. “My default position is potato with degrees.”
Rhea snorted. “You can’t call adults potatoes, Poppy.”
“But I’m potat” Poppy stopped, eyes shifting to me. “Mommy, can I say potato?”
“If they sign a consent form,” I said. “If not, you get sued.”