Chapter 1180


    Those gazes were too deep, catching Thssa off guard and making her heart skip a beat. She


    averted her gaze instinctively.


    She couldn''t fathom why Lysander was looking at her like that.


    Had she said something wrong, or was there a problem with what Dorian had mentioned earlier?


    "Mommy, when can the little onees out and y with us?" Elowen''s voice was sweet and melodic,


    her question innocent.


    The sudden intervention of the adorable tot provided Thssa with a graceful exit from an awkward


    situation.


    "They won''t be ready to y for another eight or nine months," she said, looking at Elowen.


    "Is that a long time?" Elowen, confused about the concept of time, tilted her head and asked.


    "Yes, darling, it''s quite a long time," Thssa replied gently, stroking Elowen’s little head.


    "Mommy, can you y with us now? Like, y ne?" Elowen tugged at Thssa''s sleeve, her eyes


    full of hope.


    "ne games?" Thssa was puzzled.


    Elowen''s bright eyes turned to Lysander, and she toddled over to him, tugging at his sleeve with a


    cooing voice, "Daddy, you be the pilot, mommy be the flight attendant, and we can be the passengers.


    Let''s y takeoff, please."


    Thssa finally understood. Elowen was suggesting they y ''house'' – the game most beloved by


    children.


    And she wanted Lysander, the stern and aloof CEO, to join in a child''s game of make-believe.


    Wasn''t that just asking for trouble?


    How could Lysander possibly want to engage in such childish y?


    Thssa forced a smile, trying to smooth things over for Elowen, "It''s okay, if you''re busy, we could ask


    Fitch to join."


    Before she could finish, Lysander nced at her, bent down to scoop up Elowen, and pulled out his


    phone from his pocket. With a few taps, the airne door swung open.


    Thssa was speechless.


    She was so short-sighted that it was the first time she''d seen a ne that could be operated by a cell


    phone.


    She had thought Lysander''s silence was an agreement to her earlier suggestion.


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    But in the next moment, she saw Lysander striding towards the ne, Elowen in his arms.


    As he stepped onto the ne, he nced over his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Aren''t you


    Thssa stood frozen in ce, bewildered.


    Was the CEO really about to engage in a game of airnes with the kids?


    Thssa couldn''t believe it, yet the scene before her was indisputably real.


    It seemed that even a man as serious and cold as Lysander could be softened by the innocence of


    children.


    Especially these endearing little ones, who were his own flesh and blood.


    Indeed, the power of a father''s love could conquer all.


    She had once thought Lysander didn''t like children, but after spending time with them, she realized he


    was quite fond of them, especially Elowen.


    In front of Elowen, the formidable CEO, the man known for his icy demeanor, was transforming into a


    doting dad.


    Not just Thssa was stunned; even Fitch was taken aback by Lysander''s behavior.


    After his initial surprise, Fitch watched Thssa usher the other three children onto the ne and help


    Lysander settle them into their seats.


    Dorian piped up, "Captain Daddy, it''s time to fly the ne. Mommy needs to push the food cart and


    serve us ne meals."


    "Yeah, and I want spaghetti." Elowen said with excitement.


    "I''ll have the rice." chimed in Atticus, his face adorable as ever.