Chapter 167 Miles felt like he was meat on a chopping board. He put up a vehement struggle, and
Cedrick had a hard time holding him still. Luckily, it was a short distance from the center of the pool to the
side.
Cedrick moved so swiftly that he was already making his way out of the pool in the blink of an eye. Water
dripped down from his body as he got to the side of the pool and placed Miles on the ground carefully.
Miles, not expecting he would be put down, ended up punching the air instead. He took two
steps back to balance himself. His eyes widened and looked at Cedrick unblinkingly. Since his clothes
were entirely drenched, Cedrick started unbuttoning his shirt and took it off along with his belt, revealing
his buff build. It was Miles’s first time to see such a good and strong body, and his jaw dropped at the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsight. He secretly clenched his fist to flex his biceps before pinching it, only to feel mere fat. It was
nothing like Cedrick’s muscular body.
“Master Cedrick, here’s your robe.” Albert handed him a bathrobe.
Cedrick casually threw it on himself and tied the robe loosely around his waist. He then received the
towel and used it to wipe his dripping hair, his every movement suave and elegant.
Miles’ tiny lips pursed into a pout as he stared at his own tiny frame, then toward Albert.
putting them on him.
“Wait, why are my pajamas so childish?” Miles held his palm in front of the pajamas and looked reluctant.
Albert was stunned. “Young Master Ollie, didn’t you say this was cute yesterday?” Miles had lived with
Catelyn ever since he was born. His mother wanted her boy to have a genuine childhood, so she always
bought clothes that were more youthful for him, such as those with prints of cars, alphabets, or cartoon
characters.
Miles had spent a long time at Mason Estate. Since he could not see Catelyn, he could only look at his
monuments whenever he missed Catelyn. He got Albert to purchase pajamas that resembled the ones
he had at home.
He was very fond of those back then, but at this point?
They looked embarrassing to be worn.
“I want one like Big Demon’s!” he declared, adopting a more ‘macho’ behavior as he waved his hand.
Albert was baffled by his behavior but complied, saying, “Alright, I’ll get the tailor to make
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Miles stretched his arms out and allowed Albert to put on his clothes for him. His tiny hands fumbled
around his waist to tie the waistband around it, imitating Cedrick.
Kids at this age had the strongest ability to imitate adults, following the actions of adults subconsciously.
Cedrick, once he was done drying his hair, laid on the chair, crossing his legs lazily.
“Tell me, what would you like me to do?” Miles then leaned against Cedrick’s chair sheepishly with legs
crossed, just like how Cedrick did. He used his hand to support his left cheek and looked at Cedrick
pensively.
“I want you to stop grounding me. Kids need to run around, you know? You’re boring me at home.”
It was an endearing sight to see both of them resembling so much of each other, in terms of their actions
and their faces. Albert secretly took a shot of the scene with his camera from afar.