Dressed in a business suit, Alexis displayed no remnants of the previous night's revelry or weariness. She tossed her briefcase onto the sofa and reclined, remarking, “Dad, I've been buried in work!

When you beckon me like that, it undermines my professional image.

How can I assert myself with clients?"

Noticing her demeanor, Waylen grew irritated.

Pointing at her, he said, “You're making headlines again! That toy boy you're with, are you sure he isn't up to something?"

Alexis had been frequently captured on camera with Calvin.

Waylen wasn't a stranger to the ways of the world; he understood that Calvin craved recognition.

Alexis reached for the newspaper and let out a chuckle.

"Isn't it typical for a celebrity to aspire to marry into a wealthy family?

Calvin and I have simply swapped the traditional gender roles. Hey, he's quite the sweet one. How about I tie the knot with him and bring him home to provide company for you and Mom? He's got a fantastic singing voice. He'd certainly liven up the household!"

Waylen sneered.

"Can he bear children?"

Alexis grinned mischievously.

"Well, I can't marry a woman either, can I? I'm not really a lesbian."

"You'll surely be the death of me, you little devil!"

Waylen's anger was simmering beneath the surface.

At that very moment, Leonel descended from upstairs, clad in casual home attire.

He was radiating sharpness and energy.

Oblivious to everyone else, Alexis narrowed her eyes appreciatively for a moment; then, she spotted him standing halfway down the staircase, earnestly posing a question.

“Are you interested in having a child? I could stay home and take care of it."