The President’s Five Children

At a time like this, Grayson was absolutely unwilling to go along for the ride.

This was because he would be implicated if he didn’t pay the slightest attention.

If he let Cedron’s anger burn onto himself, he would definitely either die or be injured.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

So he immediately let go of Yembi’s arm, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, “Okay, then remember to go back to your room early to rest after you’re done chatting, I won’t cause any trouble for you.”

Throwing down these words, he directly slipped away.

Looking at his back that couldn’t wait to leave without the slightest bit of lingering, Cedron couldn’t even find it comprehensible.

Shaking his head, he questioned Yembi, “What exactly do you see in him, Yembi, it’s bad luck to be with a man like that.”

Yembi, however, just nodded her head, “Maybe, but that’s okay, as long as I get what I want with him.”

It really didn’t matter if she was happy staying with Grayson or not.

“Yembi,” Cedron spoke up again, “Even though you and Bruno aren’t together anymore, I’m still your mommy and daddy, so if Grayson bullies you, let me know and I’ll be sure to help you out.”

“I know Mr. Navarro,” Yembi nodded, “I’m smart enough not to be bullied by anyone.”

Cedron stopped talking and pulled Mordecai straight away.

But not even a few steps later, Mordecai shook his hand right off with a hint of disgust in his tone.

“I don’t want to stay with you.”

Cedron wasn’t annoyed in the slightest, instead he patiently crouched down and met Mordecai’s eye level, “Then who do you want to stay with?”

“I want to be with Mizuki, or else with Auntie Yembi, who is much gentler than you and will cheer me up.” Mordecai answered without thinking.

“Well then, I’ll just take you to Auntie Yembi’s then.” Cedron nodded and without the slightest hesitation, he sent Mordecai there.

Yembi took Mordecai back to her room.

The two read quietly together without making any noise.

Suddenly, Mordecai came over and took a look at Yembi’s hand, “Why do you have such a serious injury on your hand, Auntie Yembi, were you bullied by someone?”

Yembi immediately hid her hand behind her back and squeezed out a smile, “I didn’t, I did this to myself.”

“Why?” Mordecai wondered, “Why are you hurting yourself, doesn’t it hurt?”

Of course it hurts.

But-

Yembi’s expression grew more determined, slowly lifting her red . Lips, “Pain will clear your mind, so you can be rational about what’s in front of you, you know?”

“Not really,” Mordecai shook his head, “Anyway, in my case, Aunt Yembi, you’re sensible enough.”

There was no need to use pain at all to be sensible about what was in front of her.

Yembi stroked Mordecai’s head, “You’re too young to understand.”

As soon as he heard he was small, Mordecai immediately became anxious and stood up with his back propped up, “I understand, I’m over five and can make rational choices.”

So don’t always treat him like a child.

“Okay then, I’ll ask you.” Yembi nodded, “If you had to choose between Reliacao and Willisto, would you rather stay here as your Little Count or go back to being Amad’s older brother?”

“They can stay with me, this castle is huge.” Mordecai replied.

Yembi shook her head, “No, what if you had to choose, who would you give up?”

“Me …” Mordecai was stumped by the question, her eyes darting around, she just couldn’t come up with an answer.