Braint hesitated for a moment.
He raised his head again and saw the determination in Eliza's eyes. He lightly twisted his eyebrows. "Mommy, are you sure you want to go to the press conference?"
Eliza violently nodded.
She must hear Beau's explanation personally.
She would not listen to anyone else!
Seeing that she was so determined, Braint sighed and silently held her hand. "Well, I'll go with you then."
At the railings on the second floor, Demarion looked at Braint's back and could not help but call out to him. "Braint, you..."
Didn't he love mommy the most?
Why did he have to accompany her even though he knew that his mother would be upset if she went to the press conference?
Braint stopped faintly.
After a while, he turned to smile at Demarion. "Women should be spoiled."
"Just support her to do whatever she wants to do."
Demarion rolled his eyes. "But you can't just do things blindly."
