Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight Chapter 975

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 975 Love Of The Grandma

Laura’s POV:

“A ball is like a party where everyone comes to dance and celebrate.” I picked Beryl up and answered her question patiently.

Beryl tilted her head to the side and thought for a while. Then she pouted and wrapped her little arms around my neck. “Gan I come?”

Amused by her behavior, I tried to let her down easy. “You’re too young, child. You can attend the ball when you’re all grown up.”

Frowning, Beryl asked in confusion, “But why? I also want to dance and celebrate with everyone. Grandma, are you going to choose a Mommy for me? What about that lady in the mask? Isn’t she my mother?”

Faced with Beryl’s never-ending questions, I felt a bit of a headache. I didn’t know how to explain it to Beryl, so I simply said, “She’ll always be your mother, Beryl.”

While saying that, I stroked her beautiful braid and smiled. “When the wound on your head is healed, you’ll remember everything and then you’ll understand.”

Beryl nodded even though she probably didn’t quite understand me. Fortunately, she didn’t insist on going to the ball.

“Are you hungry? Let’s go and find something to eat.” Beryl cheered up instantly. “Eat! Eat! I want pizza!”

I took her to the dining room and asked the cooks to make two pizzas. Beryl’s eyes darted between the two pizzas, unsure which one to eat first.

I looked at her dotingly and explained, “These are all for you. You can eat both of them.”

“But I can’t eat that much…” Beryl patted her belly. She scowled slightly, as though picking a pizza was the most difficult choice she had to make.

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but laugh. I took the knife and fork, cut a slice from both pizzas, and then put the pieces together. “Look, this way, you can eat both flavors and won’t be too full.”

“Wow! Thanks, Grandma!” Beryl’s eyes lit up and she began to devour the pizza.

“Hey, take it easy.” I gave her a glassof milk and ordered strawberry pudding for dessert.

Beryl grinned at me with a milk mustache, swinging her dangling legs happily.

I wiped her lips with a handkerchief. God, I loved her so much. If only Beryl could stay with me forever.

Unfortunately, Rufus was right. Keeping her by my side would only harm both her and her mother, Crystal.

I gave up on the idea quickly. While the little kid was attacking the dessert, I stood up and walked to my subordinate. “Don’t give the invitation to Alpha Crystal. She has something else to do that day.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The subordinate nodded and left.

I sighed helplessly. Truth be told, I was planning to invite Crystal, but the headache Rufus had just now put me on high alert. It’d be best if Rufus and Crystal didn’t see each other.

Although I knew that Crystal wouldn’t be coming to the ball, I still wanted to reduce the unnecessary contact between the two.

I then went to the kitchen to discuss the menu for the ball with the chef.

Half an hour later, I returned to the dining room, only to find that Beryl was no longer at the table. The pizza, the milk, and the pudding were gone.

I looked around but couldn’t find her. I asked the servants on duty, but they also didn’t know where Beryl was.

“I guess she went to play somewhere,” a maid suggested respectfully.

I didn’t continue to look for her, thinking that Beryl had gone out to play. The palace was very safe and there were guards everywhere, so I didn’t think too much of it. I even asked some craftsmen to make a swing in the garden for Beryl. Besides, she also liked slides. Beryl had been talking about it in the past few days, so I also needed to have one made for her.

Even if Beryl wasn’t going to stay here forever, I would do everything in my power to make her the happiest little girl on earth.

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