The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"No need."

Eltham stopped the maid, trying to keep eye level with Twila: "Twila, nobody has taught you this before, so I will now."

"First, if you want something to eat, you should let us know in advance, instead of making a fuss like you did just now."

"Second, unless Ms. Lynette offers to share, you shouldn't ask for a portion of her food; you're a child, and it's okay to be naive, but what you said earlier put Ms. Lynette in a tough position."

Twila clenched her little fists. Grandma was right, that wicked woman has stolen Dad's heart. If she marries Dad, would she ever have happy days again?

She didn't want to live like she used to anymore!

Twila's eyes brimmed with tears: "Daddy, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... I thought, being a kid, Brittany would indulge me—"

The scent of tea wafted through the air, making the mini pancakes in Brittany's bowl seem less appetizing.

Seeing her cry, Eltham remained firm.

"Apologize to Brittany."

"Brittany, I'm sorry." Twila was obedient.

This caused the queen to frown: "Eltham, it's just a bowl of mini pancakes, why make such a big deal out of it?"

Brittany took a napkin, dabbing her lips, trying to lighten the mood.

"Eltham, Twila is still young. If she really wants some, just make sure to prepare an extra portion next time."

Eltham saw Brittany had forgiven Twila, his expression softened considerably: "She's young, but she also needs to start learning manners."

Twila quietly lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, filled with resentment towards Brittany.

The queen comforted Twila, who obediently continued with her breakfast. Midway, she remembered Hestia.

"Daddy, wasn't Mom supposed to be picked up?"

Twila innocently asked, "Why isn't Mom coming to breakfast?"

Eltham didn't want Brittany and Hestia to meet: "Your mother is still resting."

He paused: "Her role is to take care of you, not to be a part of our family meals."

Twila felt wronged: "But, other kids' parents are together."

Why can't her parents be together?

Why does the wicked woman have to tear them apart?

Brittany sensed that although Twila seemed innocent, she was quite spiteful.

Losing her appetite, she wiped her mouth and got up: "It's getting late. I should head to the office."

Eltham offered to escort her: "I'll take you."

Twila felt utterly ignored.

Eltham and Brittany exited the royal residence, a sleek black car awaited them. The car door opened, and they got in. From a corner.

Hestia had risen early, knowing her

awkward position meant she couldn't join Twila for meals. She just wanted to watch Twila from a distance.

But she didn't expect to see Eltham personally preparing breakfast for Brittany.

During their time together, Eltham had been kind and caring, but he never cooked.

Eltham's proficiency showed it wasn't his first time.

After breakfast, Eltham courteously opened the car door for Brittany, careful not to discomfort her.

Hestia had seen Brittany's photos before but seeing her in person was different; more beautiful, with an elegance and coolness that only time could bestow.

Standing next to Eltham, they looked like a perfect match.

No wonder Eltham liked her so much!

Upon reaching the Lynette Conglomerate building, Eltham called out to Brittany: "Twila is young and naive; please don't be upset with her." Brittany touched her forehead: "I'll try to keep my distance from her in the future."Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

She had no desire to compete for attention with a child.

Eltham understood what Brittany was thinking: "Alright."

After Brittany left, Eltham instructed the driver to head back.

Returning to the royal residence.

The queen was selecting a school for Twila, pondering over the

options, she finally decided on

Elementary School, the same school Daniel attended.