"Really?"
Ralph''s heart skipped a beat, and he turned around.
Carried had appeared behind him unknowingly, looking shyly at him with lowered brows and holding a
brown bear plushie in her arms tightly.
She looked incredibly cute.
Ralph''s eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled gently. "Of course. I''m serious. Did you paint this?"
"Yeah." Carrie nodded.
"You must''ve put in a lot of thought and emotion and invested a lot of effort, right?"
"Yeah... It''s okay. The most important thing is that Ryan likes it."
At the mention of Ryan, Carrie''s clear eyes bloomed with a sweet smile, and she blushed. "Ryan treats
me so well, but I have nothing to give him... I can only give him a painting. I am happy as long as he
likes it."
Ralph''s heart trembled deeply.
Throughout the years he became a police officer, he saw the dark side of the world as he fiercely
battled countless viins in society. It had been long since he saw such pure and innocent eyes.
The girl before him was like a shade of the brightest moonlight, illuminating a corner in his dark and dull
heart.
"Captain Ralph...?" Seeing that Ralph was staring at her straightly, Carrie blinked in confusion.
Ralph returned to his senses and curled his lips. "I remember you referring to Be as Annie at Madam
Celeste''s birthday banquet. There''s no need for formalities between us. You can call me Ralph like
Be does."
"Ralph...?" Carrie was obedient, addressing Ralph as he pleased.
Ralph narrowed his sharp eyes and was about to speak, but a cold voice pierced through.
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"Mr. Ralph, Young Madam Carrie is my boss''s girlfriend. It''s quite inappropriate for you to get so close
to her in private."
Yasmin stared closely at Ralph''s face, quickly walking to Carrie''s side and looking like she was
asserting dominance on Ryan''s behalf.
Ralph''s expression was calm, smiling lightly as he asked, "I''m not sure how I''ve been acting
inappropriately for you to act like you''re facing an enemy. Does being Ryan''s girlfriend mean that Carrie
does not have the right tomunicate normally with other people? If she talks to another man, that
man is as good as dead, is that it? Is Ryan too obsessive or too unconfident in himself?" "You!"
Yasmin gritted her teeth, anger burning in her eyes!
If this man were not Be''s brother, Yasmin would have given him a good punch in the face.
"Yasmin..." Carrie hurriedly nudged the hem of Yasmin''s shirt, shaking her head anxiously.
Although Carrie was not good with words and looked foolish, she understood how to read situations.
Ralph was Be''s brother. Due to this rtionship, Ralph was willing to talk to her a bit more. Carrie
understood that. If they got into a conflict because of a small matter like this, Be would be
embarrassed, which would be bad.
Ralph''s gaze swept across Carrie''s nervous expression, and his lips eventually curled up into an
indifferent smile, striding past Yasmin. "Nobody can snatch away what belongs to him. What''s the use
of being so protective?
"But your worry is unnecessary. After all, the children of the Thompson family are well-mannered."
Unexpectedly, after an intense fight with his daughter, Wyatt chose to stay for dinner.
He was furious a moment ago, but in the next second, he shamelessly stayed for free food. Only
someone from the Thompson family could pull off a slick move like this.
Justin was frightened because he had to cook for his father-inw. He had never felt so panicked, as if
his heart was jumping out of his throat.
Wyatt sat in the living room imposingly. His oppressive presence was not inferior to that of an emperor
receiving an audience.
"Be... I only know a fewmon dishes, and I''ve not even mastered them."
Justin stood in the kitchen stiffly, feeling worried. "Would your dad vomit if he ate them?"
"Pfft, it''s not that bad!"