Chapter 1689: You'Re My Mother-In-Law

Chapter 1689: You're My Mother-in-law

After Joyce arrived in the city center, she parked the car and walked

into the BR Ice Cream Shop with the two children.

Kiki enthusiastically held onto Joyce's arm. "Auntie, thank you."

“It's nothing, just a small matter," Joyce smiled slightly. “Is your mommy

very busy?"

"Yes, she's very busy, hardly has time to accompany me. She doesn't

have time to take me shopping or take me out for meals. I'm usually

alone, or with the butler,” Kiki's eyes sparkled with a hint of sadness,

looking pitiful.

Joyce's heart softened, and she ruffled Kiki's hair. "But your mommy

loves you very much. Whenever she has time, she will be there for you.

Look, what flavor of ice cream do you want?"

It seemed to be the case. Besides seeing Torrance on the day of the

school event, she hardly saw her at all. The last time they were at the

department store, Reuben took Kiki to buy horse riding equipment.

Torrance didn't even prepare these things in advance, which indicated

that she didn't even have time to check the essential checklist sent to

her by the school.

Kiki nodded. She pulled Anderson to the counter.

"Wow, so many new flavors. This Bouncing Candy Mint Chocolate

looks so delicious. Andres, do you want to try it?"

Anderson shrugged Kiki off. "Don't pull me, you're so annoying. I don't

want Bouncing Candy, it's too sweet. Only girls eat that kind of stuff."

Kiki said in a sweet voice, "Okay, how about this Sunny King Grape

flavor? Would you like to try it?"

Anderson glared at her. "Buy your own. Don't bother me."

Joyce stepped forward and gently tugged at Anderson. His temper was

becoming too much, showing an impatient face to a girl. He was just

like Luther.

Anderson was almost fuming, "Mommy, I want a double scoop of

honeydew and mulberry flavors. No chocolate bits, no almond bits, no

caramel sauce, no sprinkles, just add lemon slices.”

Joyce “.."

What a picky son. It's unbelievable!

"And you? Kiki, what flavor do you want?" Joyce asked gently.

"Well, I'll have the same as Andres," Kiki raised her delicate chin.

Joyce was taken aback. Kiki clearly wanted the Bouncing Candy flavor

earlier, but now she wanted the same ice cream as Andres. This little

girl had quite a talent for adapting to the situation. She would be

formidable when she grew up.

"Are you sure? You can try some other flavors too," Joyce reminded

her. "None of what Andres ordered are new flavors. His taste is quite

fixed."

“It's okay. I want what Andres likes," Kiki nodded repeatedly.

"Alright," Joyce went to the counter, ordered the ice cream, and

completed the payment with her phone.

After a moment, the server handed her the ice cream.

She carried the ice cream and sat with Anderson and Kiki on the sofa

seats. Anderson chose a single seat, wanting some peace and quiet.

Kiki didn't mind. She sat next to Joyce, holding Joyce's hand, looking

sweet and lovely.

Joyce pushed the ice cream in front of Kiki. "Go ahead and eat. We'll

wait here for your mommy to come and pick you up.”

Kiki picked up the spoon and took a bite of the ice cream, happily

enjoying it. She occasionally glanced at Anderson, who had a cool

expression, and took the initiative to start a conversation. "Andres, for

the art assignment due next week, we are paired together. Let's

discuss the materials we should use later, okay?"

"No," Anderson glanced at her. "I don't even want to turn it in. You can

turn it in yourself.”

Kiki smiled brightly. "Okay then, I'll help you with your assignment too.

After all, drawing is my strong suit."

Joyce asked, "Kiki, I heard you had an art exhibition?"

"Yes, there are many paintings that I've done hanging in the

kindergarten hallway. Auntie, if you like them, I can give you one. I've

heard that when I become famous in the future, my childhood artworks

will become more valuable. Auntie, you can start collecting them in

advance, and I'll give you one every year," Kiki looked charming, clearly

trying to please Joyce.

Joyce couldn't help but smile. "You're so thoughtful. I've always wanted

a daughter. I'll treat you as my own daughter, is that okay?"

She couldn't help but think of Iris. If she found Iris, she might be as

sweet and lovely as Kiki.

She didn't know what progress Luther had made in his investigation,

but she couldn't help but feel hopeful.

“I don't want to be your daughter!" K"I want to marry Andres, how can I

be your daughter? You're going to be my future mother-in-law. From

now on, I'll be good to you," Kiki said seriously.

Joyce was taken aback.

“I want to marry you," Anderson said, his face emitting smoke. “I will

definitely not marry you."

Kiki held back her tears, looking extremely aggrieved. In an instant, two

teardrops fell and hung on her cheek, evoking sympathy.

Joyce couldn't bear it and comforted her, "Don't cry, it doesn't look

pretty when you cry, Kiki, you're such a good girl. Do you want to have

cake? Or cookies? I can go buy them for you.”

“I want a banana muffin," Kiki sniffled, looking pitiful.

"Okay," Joyce got up to buy the cake and also bought some cookies for

Anderson.

After sitting down, Joyce asked, “Is your mommy coming to pick you up

later, or is it your cousin who picked you up last time?"

“I don't know, it could be either," Kiki shrugged, pouting.

"It seems like you have a good relationship with your cousin. Does he

often play with you?" Joyce casually inquired, feeling that Reuben

treated children with quite a lot of patience.

"How is it possible to see him often? My cousin is a prince, you know? I

think this is the first time I've seen him," Kiki said with a mouthful of

cake. "But he's good to me."

Joyce was surprised.

So Reuben was really from the Rohomes royal family. It turned out that

Kempley, the eldest daughter of the Bryant family, married into the

Rohomes royal family. No wonder there was no news about her.