“That’s impossible, Aunt Margaret! Uncle Handsome is a good guy! He gave us these tomatoes. I
tasted them, and they were very sweet! I ate so many just now! Try them yourself, Aunt Margaret!
Once you’ve tried them, you’ll know that Uncle Handsome can’t be a bad guy!”
Then, like a nimble little cat, Abby slipped through Margaret’s fingers and ran from behind her towards
the basket of tomatoes, picking one up and offering it to Margaret with bright innocent eyes.
“You’re such a silly girl, Abby! Bad guys don’t have the words “bad guy” written on their faces so you
could tell them apart from the others! Don’t you remember the story of Little Red Riding Hood that I told
you about? The big gray wolf pretended to be her grandma and tricked her into trusting him; that’s how
she ended up getting eaten by the wolf… That man is just like the big gray wolf! You must always keep
your eyes open and use reason to distinguish the bad from the good, and you must stay away from
him, understood?”
Margaret earnestly and patiently lectured Abby, but the only reply she got from the girl was, “I know, I
know. You’re right, Aunt Margaret. I’ll be very careful from now on. Still… This tomato is really yummy!
You should try it!”
Abby then ate another tomato, then, with her pink little fingers, gently stuffed one into Margaret’s
mouth.
Adie, who had been standing on the side, also picked up a tomato and popped it into his mouth, and
slowly chewed it. He made appreciative grunts and said, “It’s true. The tomatoes are indeed very fresh
and very sweet. I’m sure this man hade to visit us with full sincerity. Don’t worry too much, Aunt
Margaret. Mommy taught us to be courteous and polite with our guests, so we must make him feel
wee!”
“Adie!” Margaret stared at the boy in disbelief. “Not you too! What’s the matter with you? Why are you
acting just like Abby?”
Abby had always been easily tricked by looks and appearances. She was also a very sweet and
amiable girl, so it did not surprise Margaret one bit that she would be “bought over” by Stefan’s
handsome looks. Adie, however, was a clever and quick-witted boy. He was an even better judge of
character, apart from being extremely protective of his mother. He could not possibly be serious about
weing Stefan Hunt as their guest, right?
“You must be tired from working all day, Aunt Margaret. Why don’t you go and take a rest? Leave this
guest to us! We’ll entertain him!”
Adie then took Margaret’s hand and led her into her room. A few minutester, he returned with a smile
on his face and told Stefan, who was getting ready to leave, “I’ve told Aunt Margaret to rest for the day,
so you can stay and y in our house in peace. Soon, Mommy will be home from work. You can y
with her too when shees back.”
Stefan raised his eyebrows. He was impressed by the boy’s boldness because it reminded him of his
own demeanor when he was young. He walked up towards Adie with an enigmatic smile on his face,
then tousled Adie’s hair.
“What did you say?” he chuckled. “Were you hoping that I would stay and y with your mommy?”
Adie had always been a proud kid, and he would never let Stefan Hunt touch his head. With a stony
expression, he told Stefan, “Mommy told me not to let anyone touch my head. The next time you touch
it, I’ll lose my temper!”
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“Hahaha… What kind of rule is that?”
Stefan did not know whether tough or cry. He was fascinated by the way Renee had brought up
these two children. Abby was an extremely sweet and adorable little girl, while Adie was even smarter
and more rebellious than he was when he was a child. He began to genuinely adore them from the
bottom of his heart.
“Mommy taught us to be polite and courteous,” said Adie, “so we decided to treat you by making the
best cake we’ve ever made for you!”
Adie subsequently took Abby’s hand, and they both skipped into the kitchen, ready to bake Stefan a
cake.
“Great!” chirped Stefan cheerfully. “I can’t wait to taste your masterpiece!”