"Come on, Clarissa baby, let's have some porridge—healthy and nourishing~" Ella Lacey changed the subject.
Little Clarissa waved her hand dismissively and grabbed Arthur Lindsey's big hand. "Daddy, you keep Mommy company while drinking. I'm full and want to go out and play with Xavier Gale!"
Then.
She jumped down from the high stool, stood on tiptoe, and gave Arthur a light kiss on the cheek. Sweetly, she said, "Daddy, bye-bye, see you later~~"
Leaving the banquet hall.
Walking out of the hotel's front doors.
Outside, near the grassy lawn, the stream gurgled gently.
Obby Stuart had been following next to Clarissa the whole time. He scanned the surroundings, seemingly searching for a particular familiar figure.
"Xavier, are you looking for my sister?"
Clarissa chuckled. "Since she returned, you haven't had a chance to spend time alone with her, have you?"
"Yeah, Clarissa." Obby crouched down, peering closely at this quirky little creature.
"So why don't we go find her?"
