âOf course! Of course we are going to continue!â Isabel grunted. She then turned to her mother and said, âMommy, you have to win this round so that you can beat him up!â
Sylvia nodded. âOkay!â
She took a deep breath, her hands on the controller.
This time around, she had to stay ahead and make sure Odell did not overtake her.
However, the moment the countdown timer came to zero, the black car sprinted off like the wind.
It even overtook Isabel and Liamâs cars and scampered into first place, leaving them all far behind.
Isabel pouted and Liam frowned. Sylvia had ended up in last place again. The two little rascals simply caressed her nose as âpunishmentâ again. Isabel then turned to Odell and said, âBaddie, donât you kiss my mommy again!â Odell hummed in reply. He clutched Sylviaâs face and landed a soft kiss on her lips again.
Sylvia was silenced and so was Liam.
Isabel bolted up in anger. She screamed at Odell, âYou big meanie! Itâs on! Itâs on now!â She then turned to Liam and said, âBrother, weâll knock him out of the track later!â There was also a hint of grievance on Liamâs chubby face. âOkay.â
Another round started. The two little rascals teamed up to try to take out Odellâs car and the race became even fiercer.
At the entrance of the third turn, Isabel said with a scoff, âHehe, big Baddie. Youâre finished!â
Her little hands mashed the buttons on the toy steering wheel and her red car rammed into Odellâs black car.
However, right before impact, the black car suddenly accelerated and drifted out of the turn.
Isabelâs red car missed its original target and continued to slide towards the blue car, which was Liamâs.
Liam had been waiting for his sisterâs signal to send their fatherâs black car out of the track but their father had outsmarted them both.
Isabelâs car then rammed into Liamâs car and the two of them went off the track together.
Isabel pouted and sulked. Even Liam put his controller down.
It was no surprise that Odell had won first place. Sylvia was in second place, Liam was in third while Isabel was last.
The little girlâs chubby cheeks puffed up even further as she sulked, as if she had turned into an expanding balloon. Sylvia stroked her head as she comforted her. âIsabel, itâs just a game. Letâs do it again.â âHmph! Baddie bullied us!â Isabel continued to pout. She then bolted up and righteously said, âI am a big girl now and I can accept my loss just fine. Come flick my nose!â Sylvia held her laughter back as she touched the little girlâs nose; Liam did the same. When it came to Odellâs turn, he carried the little girl into his arms and pinched her little nose. He then said, âYour skills are pretty good, but you need more practice and experience.â In other words, he was saying that Isabel was too young and did not have the thinking skills to compete with him yet. Isabel was too young to understand the true meaning behind her fatherâs words either. All she heard was her father praising her skills. The praise made her sulk less. However, she said indignantly, âI was just careless.â
Odell smiled and simply hummed in reply.
It was then that the butler, Sebastian, knocked on the door. âSir, Madam, dinner is ready. Madam Carter and Madam Tonya are back from their walk.â
âGreat. Weâll be there in a minute,â Odell said. He then stood up with Isabel in his arms and headed out of the room. Sylvia also put down the controller and picked Liam up before following both father and daughter out. A feast had been laid out on the table. When Sylvia and Odell brought the kids down, they saw Madam Carter and Aunt Tonya chatting by the table, looking delighted. Madam Carter then waved at them and said, âCome, come. Dinner is ready.â Sylvia nodded. After she sat the kids down, unlike before, she chose to sit beside Odell, which was opposite the two kids.