Chapter 470: Chapter 470

“A good person? If she was a good person, I wouldn’t have ended up behind bars Haillie sighed, feeling even more worried for her naive friend “Patricia, you’re a mother now, but you’re still as innocent as a child, thinking everyone is good. It’s really worrisome!”

Patricia smiled a bit awkwardly about to say something else when the bathroom door abruptly opened.

They both instinctively dropped the subject and turned their heads to look at Balfour, who had just come out of the bathroom Balfour rolled up his sleeves as he slowly walked over, gently addressing his sister, ‘Patri, aren’t you tired of holding the baby all the time? Sit down and take a break Patricia nodded, cradling the little boy in her arms and sitting on the sofa with Haillie She then started to gently teach the baby in her arms, “Sweetie, let’s say it together, Uncle! This is Uncle!

The little boy looked at Balfour and blinked his big eyes. He obediently opened his mouth to speak, but his pronunciation was off, which made everyone laugh.

Patricia continued to correct him.

The little boy looked bewildered as he tried to pronounce the word correctly again.

This time, even Patricia couldn’t help laughing The little boy seemed a bit confused, unsure why he couldn’t get the word right and furrowed his brow as he tried hard to pronounce it again Balfour reached out and touched the child’s chubby face, “Alright, Path. He’s so small, how accurate do you expect his pronunciation to be?”

Fate might actually be at play here. Even though the child was adopted, if you looked closely, he did somewhat resemble his sister.

However, Balfour didn’t feel any familial affection for the child, just the pity one would feel as an adult when looking at a child.

Haillie had already started to unpack the lunch box she brought, arranging each dish neatly, then kindly handed the utensils to Balfour “Balfour, try it and see if you like it!”

“Thank you.” Balfour graciously accepted the utensils, then nodded, “Mmm, tastes good”

Just a simple compliment from him was enough to make Haillie ecstatic, Balfour, if you like my cooking, I can bring you a meal every day!”

Balfour softly replied. There’s no need to go through all that trouble. I prefer to eat alone at work, your visits might disturb me and waste your time.”

From being complimented to being rejected Haillie’s expression was too awkward to describe.

“Uh… Balfour, I don’t mind wasting time! But if it’s going to disturb you, I won’t come anymore! Just let Patricia tell me when you want to eat my cooking and I’ll prepare it right away.”