The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)

Chapter 1187

"I've hit the mark and just haven't gone beyond the average. Aunt Aurelia just wants me to shoot up a

bit taller before I go on a diet. But I'm just a late bloomer, that's all. Everyone in our family is tall. How

could I be short? It's not like I've got a mutant gene or something."

Mira explained earnestly, her plump, rosy cheeks making her look as adorable as a ripe apple.

Nina pinched one of those cherubic cheeks, "Chubby bunny, if you keep packing on the pounds, how

are you supposed to grow upwards? Aunt Aurelia wants you to slim down so you can shoot up."

Mira sighed, "Mom never made me diet before."

Nina shook her head, her voice tinged with sass, "That's because Mom had her hands full worrying

about Dad all day, fretting that some floozy might snatch him up. She had no time to fuss over us. Aunt

Aurelia doesn't have to worry about Uncle Leopold running off with some dame, so she can afford to

spend more time on us, you see?"

Poor Mom, Mira thought, missing her already. She made a mental note to visit her tomorrow.

Making a goofy face at Nina, Mira teased, "You're not exactly a model figure either, you're too skinny

and a picky eater, and Aunt Aurelia says kids shouldn't be picky."

Nina put her hands on her hips defiantly, "I'm not picky. I just don't like certain foods, that's all. Aunt

Aurelia says it's okay to be a bit thin as long as I'm not malnourished."

Mira stuck out her tongue, "Anyway, we're pretty much the same."

"Not even close, I'm way better than you," Nina retorted, her eyes wide and fierce, yet somehow still

cute.

Mira threw up her hands in mock surrender, "Alright, you're the best and the most beautiful, the perfect

Nina."

"Stop with that nonsense," Nina said, rolling her eyes, sensing the lack of sincerity in the praise.

That little rascal!

After lunch, Nina and Mira headed to their rooms for a nap. Meanwhile, Skyler summoned Kane into

his room. "William, it's time to start our lesson."

Kane was puzzled, what lesson? William hadn't mentioned anything. Swallowing nervously, he merely

nodded in silence.

"Remember the poison formulas I taught you yesterday?" Skyler prodded. "Recite them back to me."

Kane's heart skipped a beat. So William was learning to concoct poisons from Skyler.

As Skyler's sole student, William would be privy to all his knowledge.

Clutching his forehead, Kane realized he had to feign illness, "Skyler, I think I've caught a cold today. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

My head is all foggy. Can we possibly skip today's lesson and pick it up tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Skyler felt his forehead. No fever.

"Do you feel very ill?"

"Yes," Kane nodded, slumping onto the sofa. "I feel terrible. I need to sleep."

Skyler gave him a long and pondering look, sensing something off about him today but couldn't quite

put his finger on it.

"Alright, go get some rest. We'll continue the lesson tomorrow."

Once back in his room and the door securely locked, Kane called William, "Are you having fun,

William?"

Aurelia had the servants prepare Elysium's signature pastries to welcome Susanna and her family.

"You're managing okay, Kane? No slip-ups, right?" New chąpter avаilable oո Drąмanоvеls.cоm

Kane rolled his eyes, saying, "Skyler nearly caught me out. He wanted to have a lesson, but I claimed I

had a cold and escaped."

William stuck out his tongue in mock apology, having forgotten to brief Kane on that part.

"I'll keep up the sick act when I get back then. Don't give the game away."