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Tristan lowered his gaze to look at the woman in his arms, who had suddenly become meek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve tilted her face up. Her eyes, which were usually icy, were curved into crescents as she smiled. She looked flirtatious as she fluttered her lashes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He saw through her act at a glance, yet he didn\u2019t expose her. In fact, he found it extremely interesting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan let out a chuckle and embraced Genevieve more tightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nuzzling his chin against the top of her head, he said, \u201cI\u2019ll leave the decision to you. I just wonder\u2026 Do you think this Lambert girl is spoiled? Would it be easy to raise her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The smile on Stella\u2019s face stiffened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was no fool. It was clear that the handsome man and this bad woman were in cahoots. The person she wanted to protect didn\u2019t need her protection at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was so angry that she stomped her feet and said, \u201cY\u2013you guys are in cahoots! You guys are all bad people!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve leaned against Tristan\u2019s solid chest, opening her eyes lazily as she said, \u201cYou\u2019re right. So are you going to leave by yourself, or should we lend you a hand?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not leaving!\u201d Stella shouted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was a little princess who had been spoiled rotten by Sylvia, after all. In her book, backing down was never an option.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She turned around and ran to the other corner of the living room, slamming the door shut.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve raised her eyebrows and finally extricated herself from Tristan\u2019s arms. Looking up, she met his gaze with a subtle smile. \u201cHave you had enough of the show, Mr. Hale?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan leisurely pretended to wipe away the nonexistent smile on his lips with a finger, but his gaze remained playful.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not enough. The show\u2019s just begun. It\u2019s just getting exciting,\u201d he answered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He lowered his gaze and noticed that Genevieve\u2019s feet were still bare.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a frown, he said, \u201cPut on your slippers.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fleeting warmth Genevieve had felt when he played along with her instantly faded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMind your business,\u201d she hissed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She pursed her lips and returned to her room, paying no mind to him anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had almost forgotten that he was a jerk through and through. With a big jerk and a new small jerk there, her apartment had become a shelter for jerks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That night, the international financial news channel was playing on the huge LCD TV. Dressed in a sharp suit, the host analyzed the latest movement in the stock market.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan had changed into comfortable gray loungewear and was reclining on the couch with his long legs crossed, looking leisurely. He was holding a cup of chamomile tea that Genevieve had just made, his gaze fixed on the screen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella had finished washing up and had changed into adorable pink pajamas.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her brows furrowed tightly when she saw what was playing on the TV.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to watch the Snow Princess movie!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She ran up to Tristan and reached out her little hand as if she had every right.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan didn\u2019t even shift his gaze. All he did was say, \u201cNoisy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re the noisy one!\u201d Stella refuted, infuriated by his dismissive attitude.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s time for cartoon shows now! You\u2019re not allowed to watch this! Hand me the remote!\u201d she shouted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, Tristan\u2019s gaze shifted from the TV to her little face as she huffed and puffed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet instead of giving her the remote, he calmly changed the channel to yet another financial news channel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is not your apartment. You don\u2019t have the final say,\u201d he said calmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella lost her patience and lunged at him, trying to snatch the remote out of his hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, Tristan only had to raise his arm, and the remote was completely out of Stella\u2019s reach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella just kept jumping around him like a kitten being teased, yet she couldn\u2019t even touch a corner of the remote at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When her plan didn\u2019t work, she immediately used her ultimate weapon\u2013tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She plopped onto the carpet and threw a tantrum, swinging both her arms and her legs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re bullying me! You\u2019re a big, bad bully! I\u2019m going to tell my mom and ask her to get someone to beat you up!\u201d Stella bawled at the top of her lungs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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