Chapter 67

"Joyce, where's Troy? Is he awake?"

"Mr. Peterson is still sleeping, Mrs. Batterman!"

I heard Joyce talking to someone. She mentioned Mrs. Batterman. Could Lucy be here?

I had just finished bathing Prince and came out, pushing his stroller.

"Good morning, Aunt Lucy!"

"Morning... Oh, whose baby is this?" She seemed surprised to see me and Prince.

"This is my son. Please, have a seat. Do you want to meet Troy? I think he’s still asleep in his room," I replied.

"Where is Troy sleeping?" She immediately walked past me. Well, this bungalow did belong to their family.

"In that room." I pointed to a room that was further back and smaller than the one I was staying in.

"Why isn't Troy sleeping in the master bedroom? Why is he in the guest room instead? And you’re comfortably sleeping in the master bedroom. What’s Troy thinking?" Aunt Lucy suddenly stopped in front of the room I was staying in.

I felt uneasy hearing her irritated tone.

"S-sorry. I was just following what Troy said."