Chapter 633

The dining table turned quiet.

It was obvious that Cordy had raised Richard well, as the boy observed all dining etiquette.

Naturally, Lucas was no slouch himself.

Still, he was surprised that the food here suited his palate to such an extent.

Was this really a coincidence? Most of the food here was really his favorite!

However, it was possible that Cordy went out of her way to find out about his preferences, and she just had to ask Maron to know anything she wanted.

After dinner, Lucas did not tarry and returned to his room right away, wrapping his blanket in loops around himself.

His scent would linger sufficiently like this, no?!

And yet, unbelievably—despite the deed itself being absolutely revolting, he was responding to it.

He promptly averted his eyes and whipped out his phone, intent on killing time.

That was when he heard a knock on his door, and a little head soon poked inside. "Are you asleep, Lucas?"

Lucas stared at the boy in turn. "What is it?"

"I was worried