Chapter 886



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At the mention of King, Nora thought about how Old Maddy, before leaving the United States, had once told her that she would have no way to take on the mysterious organization if she didn’t have King’s support.

She had then texted King privately, but since she was too lazy to foster a connection with him, she ultimately got nowhere. Little did she know that King was coming to Switzerland.

So, wouldn’t she also soon see the legendary King?

As she thought about it, Nora headed home. King would only arrive the next day. Karl wanted her to spend the night at the Assassin’s Alliance, but Nora refused.

After all, she had three children at home waiting for her!

She went straight home.

g Ɐ ln σ ν𝒆 𝓁s․com, your fiction escape The three little ones were playing together at home.

Cherry, who no longer had to go to school, played as much as she wanted.

Pete looked at her helplessly. He wanted to convince her to study, but, unfortunately for him, Cherry didn’t pay any attention to him. As for Xander, he seemed to be playing with his phone casually, as if he was trying to study and learn something on it.

When Nora arrived home, she saw the three little ones playing separately alone.

The moment she entered the room, Cherry looked at her and immediately threw the phone aside. She ran to her, hugged her by the leg and said, “Mommy, are you back? I missed you! Did you miss me?”

Nora: “…”

Without further ado, the scolding Nora was about to give at the sight of Cherry playing with her phone again was stifled.

The little girl simply knew how to treat her too well.

Nora let out a soundless sigh and ruffled her hair.

Cherry blinked her grape-dark eyes and, with great self-awareness, said, “Mommy, I had just started my first round when you came in. I hadn’t played until just now – really! You can ask Pete and Xander if you don’t believe me.”

Cherry blinked a couple of times at Pete and Xander after speaking.

“… Yeah, I wasn’t playing,” Xander said.

Pete looked at Nora. The erect little guy didn’t want to lie to his mother, so he was a little troubled and his face scrunched up.

When Queenie, who was standing next to him, caught a glimpse of his expression, she burst out laughing, which sort of rescued Pete from his dilemma. She commented, “Your kids have such different personalities.”

He pointed to Cherry and commented, “She’s a cunning little devil.”

Then he pointed to Pete and commented, “This boy is already so calm and steady at his young age. He has a great awareness of being the oldest.”

But as soon as he said that, Xander responded indignantly, “I’m the oldest here!”.

Pete looked at Xander and sighed. “Okay, okay, you’re the oldest. Don’t make a fuss with Great Aunt Queenie.”

Xander: “?”

What was with that indulgent tone?

He sounded like an older brother tolerating his younger brother’s tantrums.

Xander was about to explode. “I’m telling the truth! I’m the oldest!”

“Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, everything you say is true,” Pete said.

Xander: “…”

The little guy had always been sharp-tongued and eloquent with others, but why did he feel at a huge disadvantage when confronted with Pete’s ‘kind and modest’ personality?

It was as if he was the one being unreasonable and raising a fuss.

The corners of Xander’s lips tightened. He scoffed and said, “Fine, whoever has the higher IQ between the two of us will be the higher, what do you think?”

Pete replied, “Okay.”

Xander looked straight at the book in his hand and said, “So, shall we compete using Math Olympiad problems?”

Pete replied, “Sure, I’m fine with all of them. It’s also okay if we don’t compete.”

Xander: “!!!!”

Seeing that Xander was already upset, Pete blinked his dark eyes a couple of times.

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