At that moment, the culprit behind the commotion walked over, dressed in a bathrobe.
"What are you doing?"
Enna Clark turned her head and saw him with droplets of water clinging to his sharp short hair, revealing a smooth and full forehead, handsome enough to astonish the heavens and move ghosts to tears. Just like Apollo, the sun god who had descended to the mortal world, he was dazzling indeed.
She couldn't help but take an extra look before saying, "Nothing much, I just asked Baby to give me the doodles he and Gigi drew."
To prevent Bobby from remembering the question he hadn't finished asking earlier, she took the doodle-covered white T-shirts and walked over, smiling, "Look, this is what Baby and Gigi drew together, not bad, huh?"
Baron Lawrence glanced at the white T-shirt, splattered with colorful balloons, flowers, rainbows, and a domineering little handprint.
There was no need to ask whose handprint it was.
