C173 Matey!

The four of them got into the car.

Preston drove in front while the three children squeezed in the backseat.

Mateo's cold face was filled with gentleness. He took out a colorful candy from his pocket and said, "Flora, what do you like to eat?"

"Sister doesn't like sweets."

Sebastian stopped him indifferently.

Mateo's hand paused, and he stretched his hand even further, "Flora