“Where?” Queenie began to anticipate dinnertime. “To a restaurant my family owns by the beach. | can bring you out for a drive


    to rx. He decided to find a way to make her happy.


    “Sure!” She nodded. At that moment, Nigel’s phone rang. He took a look, smiled, and told Queenie, “1 need to take this call.”


    After that, he took his phone and entered his room. “Hey! My little nephew.”


    “Uncle Nigel, | don’t have any homework this afternoon and | wannae over to your house and y games with you.” The


    cheer of an excited child sounded from the other end.


    However, Nigel immediately refused. “No, you can’te over. I’m busytely and | don’t have time to y games with you.”


    “Uncle Nigel, are you at home? I’ming over.” The kid was not giving up that easily. He rarely had the afternoon off, so he


    was dead set oning over.


    “Jared, how about youe over next time? I''ll bring you to some good food, go to the amusement park, and we can do


    whatever you want.” Nigel did not want to be overly obvious, so he had to coax the kid to change his mind. Otherwise, things


    might get out of hand.


    “| don’t want that. | want to head over and y. I’m asking Mr. Caine to send me over now.” The kid had a private bodyguard, so


    he could go out whenever and wherever he wanted just by telling his bodyguard. Nigel held his head as he tried to think of


    a solution. He could reject anyone, but the kid was clingy to him. Before he entered elementary school, he would by every


    Saturday and stay the night. If he had not been swarmed by homework, he would have beening over every weekend.


    “How about this? Do you remember Mr. Gilmore? He has a whole set of games at his house. Why don’t you go there?”


    “| can’t. My dad doesn’t let me visit other people’s houses at will, so | can only head to yours.” Jared was also afraid of getting


    scolded by his parents, so heughed sheepishly before saying. “Uncle Nigel, I’m heading out now! You''ll see me soon.”


    Without getting the chance to dismiss his visit again, he had no choice but to call for help when he saw that his nephew had


    already hung up the call. At this point, who else could he call other than Julian?


    When Julian picked up Nigel''s call, his voice sounded a little slurred as though he had just woken up from a nap. “Hello...”


    “Julian, are you free from this afternoon till 8.00PM tonight?”


    “Yes! | am!” “Can youe over to my house immediately? | need your help.”


    “What''s the matter?”


    “My nephew insists oning over to my house, but I’m going out on a date, so | need you toe over and apany him.”


    “You''re asking me to be a nanny?” Julian got the gist of the situation. In order to let his friend sessfully go on his date, he


    would have to ept this job. ‘Sure. I’ming over now.”


    Since Nigel did not want his nephew to find out that there were feminine necessities in his home, Nigel reminded Julian, “Don’t


    bring him into the guest room beside my bedroom.”Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    “Understood. Quickly bring your girlfriend and leave! I’ming over.” After saying that, Julian hung up.


    Nigel let out a sigh of relief and discovered that it was only 3.00PM. He


    turned to Queenie and said, “Pack a set of clothes. We''re going to stay the night at the hotel there.”