Oliver Palmer looked questioningly at Kasper Edith, who gave him a nod.
"You go ahead; I'll help him wash up later."
"Okay, I'll be off then, Miss Parker, little sir, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Olivia Parker didn't know much about him, so she smiled and bid him farewell, while Osbert Montgomery was too engrossed to notice.
Once Oliver Palmer left, Kasper Edith sat down on the sofa.
"Osbert, let Auntie rest for a bit. Go wash your hands and come over to have something to eat."
"I don't want to!"
"Osbert!"
"I haven't played enough yet?!"
Kasper Edith stood up abruptly, ready to scold him, but Olivia Parker's gaze had already turned towards him, landing on his face.
"You promised him you'd play together."
Kasper Edith was momentarily taken aback.
He reached over to the coffee table for the third small racing car and squatted down next to Osbert Montgomery.
"How about this: if I win, you wash your hands, eat something, and then go to bed."
