C1029 We Have Children

Doyle Bradley knew her old father's temper better than anyone else. When she saw Kieran's downcast face, the rice ball in her hand immediately lost its fragrance. She put it down obediently, puffed her cheeks, and looked at him pitifully, waiting for him to speak.

However, to his surprise, Kieran did not lose his temper. He looked down at the meatball with a domineering gaze