Chapter 407
Alex pressed his finger to his lips, coughed lightly, and tried to ease the awkwardness: "I'll think of another one."
He had never done such a thing before.
Many women liked him, and each was very obedient. Their requests were usually materialistic and easy to satisfy.
Telling a story like a father was a first for him.
After thinking for a while, he was about to speak when he suddenly heard even breathing.
He was slightly taken aback and leaned over to find that Layla had already fallen asleep.
Alex broke into a soft smile, feeling a little incredulous.
He...actually managed to lull a girl to sleep.
An inexplicable sense of accomplishment suddenly grew within him.
Strange and unbelievable indeed.
He closed the door and walked out, only to see a man busy in the kitchen.
"Alex, what are you doing?"
Alexander Foster poured warm milk into a cup and brought it out of the kitchen.
"You can go now," he said.
"What about you? Are you going to stay with her?"
