Dylan gave a brief glance towards him before nodding.
"Wait," he said, "I'll freshen up and come."
Jasper nodded in understanding as he watched his brother turn and head upstairs. Then, exhaling lightly, he moved to take a seat in the living room.
As he sat on the sofa, his gaze drifted toward Eira and Karl.
And the more he listened to them—
The more dumbfounded he became.
"Baby Eira," Karl said, his tone deliberately soft, clearly carrying an agenda, "your Mama loves you so much. She adores you so much. Can you also teach your Fourth Uncle?"
The little girl looked at him —visibly confused. Her lips pouted slightly, as if she was trying to process what exactly he was asking.
"Mama says Eira is the sweetest and the prettiest baby in the world."
Karl's eyes lit up immediately ... and he nodded eagerly.
