The President’s Five Children

Facing Bruno’s request, Countess didn’t rush to answer, but turned her head to look at Mizuki standing beside her.

Mizuki stepped forward, “Mr. Newman wants to do it, then of course it’s fine, Countess isn’t a petty person, if you need help, just call me.”

“That’s great!” Bruno agreed with a smile, “Miss Mizuki is worthy of being Countess’ right hand beside her, then we’ll be in trouble!”

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Learning that Bruno was throwing Yembi a party, Cedron couldn’t help but furrow his handsome brows.

“Now that we’re in someone else’s territory, isn’t it a bit too ostentatious to do so?”Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

One should act a little more low-key.

Bruno shook his head, came to Cedron’s ear, and said his findings.

Cedron’s eyebrows directly twisted into an ink spot.

Only after a long time, did he utter a sigh of relief, “No wonder, it always feels like something is not right, so it is.”

Cedron raised his hand and patted Bruno on the shoulder, “Brother-in-law, you’re really great now, no wonder you can become a Willisto One.”

“I’m not as good as you and Sebastian,” Bruno humbled himself, “Following your asses . Growing up behind your asses, you can always learn a little.”

After a pause he added, “You’re going to have to do me a favor at the party tonight, brother-in-law.”

Cedron gave an OK sign, “If I don’t help you, your sister can beat me to death when I get back.”

Besides, doing all this was for Mordecai.

How could he not help!

“Since it’s a party,” Cedron intoned, “you should take Yembi to get a nice dress, preferably with a full body facial, and make sure she’s the brightest presence in the room.”

“She said she had some errands to run and told me to get it back myself.” Bruno replied.

After a pause he added, “Actually, she’s already pretty enough to wow the room, even without the packaging.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Cedron circled Bruno several times.

Up and down, left and right, carefully looking at him.

Looking at Bruno’s heart was hairy.

Unable to resist, he reached out and pushed him, “What are you doing, staring at me like that, I’m getting hairy inside!”

“I’m just feeling curious.” Cedron replied, “Wanted to see how you were getting the hang of it.”

“What enlightenment?”

Cedron sat back down on the couch, “You were all cold to Yembi before, and for a while I suspected that there was something wrong with your eyes and that’s why you couldn’t see her beauty.”

It turned out that he could see, it was just that Bruno was determined to be a Willow and sat firmly on the fence.

Cedron couldn’t even help but wonder, “Is it true that you don’t have any feelings for her at all, even when you’re up close and personal with her, your heart hasn’t moved?”

For some reason, when he heard Cedron ask this, Bruno remembered the scene when Yembi rushed over and hugged him during the press conference today.

The faint rose scent emanating from that seaweed-like hair seemed to still linger on the tip of his nose.

Bruno narrowed his eyes, the knot in his throat rolled slightly a few times, and denied it, “Didn’t have a heart attack.”

Not giving Cedron a chance to gossip any further, he changed the subject, “It’s getting late, I have to rush off to prepare for tonight’s party, so I’ll leave first.”

With those words, he ran off in a puff of smoke.

Looking at his near-fallen back, Cedron narrowed his dark eyes.

The corners of his mouth were upturned, holding a faint smile, “Still pretending with me, if you really didn’t have any feelings, why did you spend effort to clean up Professor Park!”

Bruno, he’s a tough talker!