Chapter 24 Schemes
She picked him up. "Daemien, you missed me." She kissed his cheeks. She carried him in her arms, walking further into the room.
A middle-aged lady came out of the inner room. She wore a blue gown with a white cloth tied around her waist. Her light brown hair was tied back with a white napkin.
"Young Master Phoebe," she greeted, before raising her hands to carry Damien.
Phoebe smiled at the lady. Then, she turned to Daemien, who had already rested his head on her shoulder. "Aunty Phoebe will be right back." She kissed his forehead before handing him over to the lady.
The baby cried, reluctant to leave her. But the lady brought him away from the chamber room.
Phoebe’s smile disappeared; her expression turned into an indifferent one. Her eyes scanned the room. This was the closest room to what seemed like a normal family room. She walked towards the door connecting to the inner room.
The door flung open before she could reach it. Inside the room, a huge bulky man sat on a chair, his back to her. A playful smirk curled on Phoebe’s lips. "Who would have believed that a fearful giant would be so gentle, catering for a baby?"
The huge man grunted. "I’m not a giant. Stop calling me that, Phoebe." He didn’t turn to face her.
Phoebe walked to his front. She collected the apple that he had been able to bite. She took a bite, chewing slowly. "This is the best apple, Rock." She casually sat beside him.