Chapter 7 Ryker Was Different

After a while, the maid came back with the cake. As she carefully set the tray down on the tea table next to them, she politely said, "Young master, here's the cake you requested. It's strawberry cream cake."

The moment the cake appeared in Kara's line of sight, she became restless in Ryker's arms. With her big beautiful eyes fixed on the cake, she eagerly waved her little arms.

Ryker laughed and waved at the maid, indicating that she could leave. Then, he reached over, grabbed the tray, and carefully held it in front of Kara.

"Oh, it looks so good! Can I eat it now?" Kara asked, gulping hard. Her funny little expression made Ryker chuckle. Although she was politely asking him for permission, she had already quietly grabbed the fork on the plate with her small hand. It was clear that she would dig in straight away the moment he gave her the go ahead.

When Ryker saw her expectant little face, his heart softened involuntarily. He nodded and said gently, "Of course. I'll hold the plate for you."

"Yeah! Thank you! I will start now."

With one hand holding Ryker's arm and the other holding a fork, Kara dug out a large piece of cake and stuffed it eagerly into her mouth. The fragrance of cream spread in her mouth, and a satisfied expression appeared on her pretty face. She swallowed, licked the cream at the corners of her mouth, and yelped happily, "Wow, this cake is delicious! It's better than any cake I have ever eaten before!"

"I'm glad you like it. You can eat as much as you want to." Cupping her waist with his hand, Ryker adjusted his posture so that she could lean against his chest more comfortably. The last thing he wanted now was for her to accidentally slip down from his legs. With her warm body pressing right against his chest, he smiled fondly at the little munching monster.

"It's so yummy! Wow, so yummy! I want to eat more and more!" Even though her mouth was full of cake, Kara still smiled and mumbled excitedly to Ryker.

Ryker was so focused on Kara that he didn't notice his grandfather and the old housekeeper standing in the corridor on the second floor, watching them from the distance.

Standing by the staircase, the old master Phil widened his eyes in surprise. After watching his grandson for a long while, he turned to the butler next to him and asked, "Where did he find this little girl?

"Well, it is hard to tell." The old butler scratched his head in confusion. Then, he carefully replied, "To be honest with you, I don't exactly know what happened. Earlier today, Young Master Ryker stormed out of the house. We tried to chase him, but we couldn't find him for a long time. Then, he just casually walked out of the next house with the little girl in his arms. So, I guess the girl must be the neighbor's kid."

"I see," replied the old man with an ambiguous expression on his face. Once again, his gaze fell on the two kids downstairs.

Seeing this, the old butler hesitated for a while and finally asked, "Master, do you want me to go downstairs and take the child back to her parents?"

"No, not yet." Holding firmly onto his crutch, Phil waved his empty hand. A trace of love and affection could be seen in his eyes, making him look radically different from his usual self. He cast a profound glance downstairs and whispered, "Ever since Marina's death, my grandson has gone from a lively and outgoing child to a gloomy and moody one. He has become cold and indifferent to the people around him. It's quite rare for him to willingly interact with others. Let him be."

The old butler couldn't help but sigh. He shook his head and said, "Yes, you are right. In the past, Young Master Ryker was gentle and polite. But after his mother died, he changed a lot. I haven't seen him laugh like this for a long time."

"Well, since Ryker walked out of their house with that girl, I guess that her parents aren't home. But when they return, you must remember to send someone over and inform them of their child's whereabouts. We should not let them worry," Phil ordered the butler with a complicated look on his wrinkled face.

"Of course. I'll see to it right now." Upon receiving the order, the butler immediately turned around and went downstairs. The old master, on the other hand, remained by the staircase. He quietly stood there, lost in his own thoughts. Eventually, he released a soft sigh and slowly walked downstairs.