"Do I look like I'm in a good mood?" Chad Yakov was annoyed, wondering why he brought Joseph Turner to the Scott Family Villa. Listening to the assistant's words, he almost spat them out one by one through gritted teeth.
His heart was about to explode; he was not feeling well at all.
He needed comfort!
"Miss Isla just lacks playmates. It's rare for her to meet someone who can play with her, she's just momentarily excited. In Miss Isla's heart, the Young Master is definitely still her favorite brother."
The assistant was perceptive, and seeing the situation, immediately picked up on what Chad Yakov wanted to hear.
"Is that really true? Am I still Little Isla's favorite brother?" Chad Yakov's facial expression slightly softened, but he still didn't look great.
The two little ones on the swing frame were murmuring about something, who knows what.
Can such small children have many topics to chat about?
What do they understand?
Chad Yakov felt a suffocating pressure in his chest.
