"...The prince later fell in love with Cinderella, and they even had a lovely daughter." Lucas Scott finished the story and glanced at the little scoundrel next to him.
He found that the little girl, tired from crying, had fallen asleep.
Her chubby little face was red from crying, and even in her sleep, she pouted her small mouth.
Lucas Scott lowered his head to kiss her tiny face, affectionately rubbed her head, carefully tucked the quilt around her, and then got up from the bed, pacing outside.
Just as he stepped outside the door, he saw the butler respectfully waiting there.
"Where is Damian?" Lucas Scott began quietly.
He remembered he had said no strangers were allowed near Isla. How could a little boy suddenly appear in the villa?
"Young Master Yakov is in his own room...with a girl," the butler replied hesitantly.
After speaking, he noticed Lucas Scott turning to look at him and hurriedly explained.
