Jimmy Horne's eyes sparkled, his dark pupils shining like black pearls as he looked at Camila Ruiz and said proudly, "Who told you to hide it and not let me eat? But, Stinky Camila, that pink little nightgown you wore last night was so cute..."
"Don't call me Stinky Camila anymore!" Camila retorted. "I'm not stinky at all; I smell nice!" Girls love to be beautiful. Even though Camila Ruiz wasn't even four years old yet, she was no different and loved looking pretty. Her archenemy calling her Stinky Camila every day infuriated her.
"Let me smell." Jimmy Horne deliberately leaned his handsome little face close to Camila Ruiz's neck. She pushed him hard, making him fall and sit on the ground.
Jimmy Horne immediately scrambled up and started fighting with Camila Ruiz.
The nannies hurriedly separated the two children.
Noah Reyes was first shocked, then couldn't help but laugh when he saw his son's expression change so quickly as he started fighting.
