Chapter 259
J froze on her spot when Daran’s gaze fixed upon her.
A horrible dread surged up in her chest…Would he recognize her?
No.
He wouldn’t. She was wearing a mask.
Daran stared at the woman in front of him with a frown.
He couldn’t see her face with that mask.
Yet for some unknown reasons, he found her very familiar.
Had he met her before somewhere?
“Put the boy down.”
He took a step forward and growled, “Or I will toss you into prison and skin you alive!”
“No!” Aspen let out a sharp cry, horrified. “Don’t! Don’t do this to my-”
J mped the boy’s mouth as quickly as she could.
“…Don’t say I am your mom,” she whispered into the boy’s ears.
The boy blinked and tears streamed down his puffy cheeks.
Seeing the boy cry, Daran gave a sudden sh of anger.
He had a special connection with this boy.
Anyone who made the boy sad should be prepared to face his rage.
He didn’t know why this woman was trying to steal Aspen.
Maybe she heard rumors saying that Aspen was his child and decided to abduct the kid to get a
large ransom.
“What is it that you want? Huh? Is it money?” he red at J. “Put the boy down and we can still
talk. Or you won’t make it out of this house alive.”
J let out a small, trembling breath.
She deepened her voice and talked in a faked, rasped voice, “…No, My King, I wasn’t trying to steal
the boy. I saw him alone in this lounge and came in here to y with him. I didn’t mean any harm.”
“Alone?” Daran gave a freezing look at the maid.
The maid dropped to her knees instantly, shivering from head to toe, “F–Forgive me, My King, I
didn’t mean to leave the young master here alone…he wanted cake so
I…”
You ced your young master’s safety at stake,” said Daran ruthlessly. “You will be punished.”
The maid sobbed, looking very afraid.
The maid sobbed, looking very afraid.
J stared at Datan with a veryplicated feeling at heart. Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
He wasn’t this harsh and cold at 8 years old.
Yet now, his simply standing there could make people fear him from the bottom of their hearts.
‘No! Don’t punish her!” Aspen cried.
He struggled off from J’s arms and ran to Daran, holding his hand, “I asked her to get cakes for
me. It is not her fault. And…”
The boy nced at J and shook Daran’s hand, “I don’t want you to punish this…this beautiful
Lady either. I like her.”
Daran’s cold eyes became soft when he looked at the boy, “Beautiful? How can you tell? Her face is
covered by a mask.”
Aspen grinned sheepishly, “I can feel it…She is the prettiest woman on earth.”
“You have ttered me, young master,” J curtseyed.
She was relieved that the smart little boy didn’t expose her identity.
Daran directed his gaze at J and let out a snort, “So you are a guest? What is your name?”
Kurt, My King, from the ck Water Pack.
“Can someone prove your identity?”
J paused, reluctantly.
She didn’t have any identification documents. And her identity was faked.
Just then, another person came rushing into the lounge.
It was Medline.
She saw Aspen and let out a small sigh of relief.
Then she turned to face Daran and said, “I can prove mydy’s identity. I am her nanny.”
“Nanny?” Daran directed a skeptical look upon Medline.
A nanny should at least bow or curtsey to the King.
Yet Medline despised werewolves, so she remained standing upright with a distant look on her face,
“Yes, nanny. Actually, I am very good with kids. Why don’t you give
the young master to me and let me calm him down in the next room?”
She stretched out her hands to Aspen.
J instantly knew what she was trying to do: Medline wanted to take Aspen out of Daran’s sight
and snuck the kid out of there!
Yet Aspen suddenly started crying, “NO! I don’t want her! I hate her!”
Medline looked mad and embarrassed, “What are you talking about-” She tried to grab the boy’s
cor.
Pah
Aspen spat on her face
Medline rounded her eyes in shock and shrieked, “Oh Oh my god! You filthy
little
“What did you say?” Daran narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Aspen jumped into Daran’s arms and buried his face onto his shoulders, “I don’t want this ugly old
woman. She is scary. She makes my stomach turn.”
J almostughed.
Aspen never liked Medline.
The boy once saw Medline scolding her and decided that Medline was the number one person he
hated on this,
Seeing that Aspen just spat Medline, J couldn’t help but feel a sweet sense of triumph.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let her take you away,” Daran patted the boy’s back gently. Then he turned to
J with a cold face, “Don’t ever try to approach the kid without my permission…Oh and keep
your obnoxious nanny out of everyone’s sight.”
He carried Aspen in his arms and marched out of the room.
“…Shit!”
Medline wiped the spat on her face, looking infuriated, “That boy has absolutely no manner! Just
like you!”
J gave her an icy look, “He simply says what he thinks.”
“Now what should we do? That condescending King just forbade us to go near Aspen. How can we
take the boy away?”
J frowned.
Looked like that taking Aspen by force was a no–go.
She needed another n.
The good thing was that Daran didn’t seem to know that Aspen was his child.
Yet God knew how long she could keep that secret from him.
She needed to act. Fast.
<hr>Daran took Aspen to Casper’s room.
He liked this boy very much. Yet he didn’t know how to take care of children. He needed the help of
someone with experience.
Balvina and Casper were having dinner with their daughter Jasmine when Daran walked in.
Casper noticed the boy in Daran’s arms immediately, “Who is this? Your bastard child?‘
Aspen hated that word very much.
“I am not a bastard!” he cried to Casper, clenching his little fists angrily.
Casperughed, “A tough little pup. But seriously, who is he? I have never seen you been with a
child before.”
“He is my Dad,” Aspen replied proudly.
Balvina let out a gasp of shock. Even Casper rounded his eyes with surprise.
Daran put the boy down and gave him a little nudge, “This is Jasmine. Do you want to go y with
her?”
Aspen never had a friend of his own age.
He looked to Jasmine with a strained look on his face.
Jasmine approached him first, “What is your name.”
“…Aspen,” said the boy warily.
The girl took his hand and asked with a grin, “Do you want to see my dolls?” “Only girls y dolls.”
He said that but still led Jasmine to take him to the next room to y those dolls. The three adults
could finally talk.
“That is really your child? He does have your eyes,” Balvina said.
“No.”
Daran rubbed his forehead–he couldn’t lie to Casper and Balvina.
“That is just a boy that I met on the street. He ran away from home and didn’t have anywhere else
to go. So I am keeping him by my side for now. But I am telling everyone else that he is my child to
keep him safe.”
“You don’t know who his parents are?”
“No. The boy won’t tell me. And I don’t want to force him.”
Casper frowned.
These two were really not rted?
But the boy looked so familiar…
“Can you look after the child? I have no idea of how to tuck him in and stuff like that,” Daran said.
“If you want to be the boy’s daddy, better learn about this stuff soon,” Balvina. joked.
She promised Daran that they would take very good care of the boy.
After Daran left, the couple called the two kids over and began dinner.
“Aspen, we don’t know what your favorite food is. How are you with roasted chicken?” Casper
asked and offered the boy a slice of chicken breast.
Aspen replied in a very elegant manner, “Thank you, sir. Everything all looks very tasty.”
Casper and Balvina exchanged a look of astonishment.
.This boy looked like a little gentleman. He must be raised by a realdy.
Aspen picked up his silvers.
Before he dug in, he first took a little sniff of the chicken on his te.
It looked like a subconscious move, a smail quirk of him.
It was that very move that caught Casper’s attention..
“Aspen!” Casper held his breath and looked at the boy attentively, “Why did your sniff the food.”
Aspen blinked innocently, “My mom always does this.”
Casper’s heart started racing.
…J had the same quirk, just like this boy.