Chapter 194
“Master Max.. Mae couldn’t help but sound a little hesitant.
“Do you have a problem with that?” Max dabbed his mouth with a napkin, his tone cool as he flicked a glance at
Mae.
Mae shrank back, falling silent immediately. She lowered her head and stood quietly at the side, every inch the
deferential housekeeper.
But little Alessia ignored Max's warning and clutched her backpack, standing firm at his side.
“What now? Want to beg for mercy?” Max looked down at Alessia, who puffed out her cheeks and glared right
back at him..
“I'm full!” she shot back.
“If you'd rather eat someone else’s cooking than our own chef's, then maybe | should just fire them all
tomorrow.” Max raised an eyebrow. Even at his young age, he already carried the air of someone used to being
in charge.
Alessia’s glare only grew fiercer, her eyes round with defiance, as if she were ready to start a fight right then and
there.
Max let out a cold laugh. He was curious to see what this little troublemaker would do next. They stood off,
neither one backing down, until Alessia abruptly snatched something from her backpack, shoved it into his
hands, and sprinted away.
Max stood there, momentarily stunned. It wasn’t until he heard a bedroom door slam upstairs that he looked
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she’d left him.
It was a notice inviting parents to attend the school’s upcoming sports day.
He read every word, a mocking smile curling on his lips. Yet, contrary to his expression, he folded the paper
carefully and tucked it into his pocket, his movements unexpectedly gentle.
Mae noticed all of this but didn’t dare comment. She had no idea what was written on the paper, but she could
sense that her young master’s mood had lightened, the suffocating gloom from dinner nowhere to be found.
In the days that followed, little Alessia dutifully chfor dinner every night. Even so, she and Max hardly
spoke a word to each other.
Finally, the day of the sports meet arrived.
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Lessie, the teacher's celling us to line up. Young Cole cover to no only to see her staring off toward the
section of the bleachers reserved for
parents.
“Okay, I'm coming.” Her small, childish voice carried over as she walked toward him-though her head kept
turning back, still searching the crowd.
Cole smiled, taking her hand in his own.
“I don’t see Max,” Alessia said, her disappointment impossible to miss.
“There are so many people. Maybe he’s just lost in the crowd,” Cole offered gently. The parent section was
organized by class, but seats weren't assigned.
“But | saw Mr. Whitley and Ms. June.” Alessia’s pout was pronounced enough to hang a bucket from.
Her preschool never hosted sports days-too risky, since little kids might get hurt and the school didn’t want the
liability.
So this was Alessia’s very first sports meet. She hadn't said much, but she'd been quietly looking forward to it.
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She wanted Max.
Cole led her away, but Alessia kept glancing back, unwilling to give up hope. She wanted-needed-to check one
more, time.
Seeing this, Cole simply stopped
walking. The two of them stood
hand-in-hand, sc ing thefaces in
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searching for the one person she
desperately hoped to see. Even when
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Not at the opening ceremony, not in the middle, not at the end-Max never showed
up.
When Alessia got hand found
Max was there, a flood of hurt and
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Ignoring Mae's attempts to stop her,
Alessia ran straight to Max's door
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“Max, open the door!”