Alexis glanced at Leonel, who didn't look up, as if he had just asked a casual question. She nodded slightly, “Not bad."

Leonel, suddenly more insistent, pressed on, “How ‘not bad' is it?"

Alexis felt a bit cornered. "Leonel, can we not bring him up? If we want a peaceful coexistence, that is."

Leonel Looked up at her, a trace of coldness in his eyes.

This exchange upset Evelyn, who burst into tears.

"Daddy's being mean. I don't want Daddy. I want Calvin."

Leonel's expression, already dark, grew even more troubled. He hadn't realized how sensitive a three-year-old could be.

He didn't raise his voice, but Evelyn sensed his anger.

Leonel always had a soft spot for Evelyn.

Her tears pained him.

He stopped eating, lifted Evelyn onto his lap, and gently wiped away her tears.

Evelyn leaned on his shoulder, still sobbing.

Alexis felt helpless and didn't attempt to take Evelyn from him.

Leonel then said calmly to Alexis, "You go ahead and eat. I'll have the driver take you to the law firm later."

He then carried Evelyn to the lounge.

In the lounge, he tenderly wiped her face with a warm towel and lulled her to sleep. He had even prepared a pajama for her at the company-a comfortable pink one-piece nightgown.

After her meal, Evelyn was ready for a nap and asked Leonel to lie down with her, finding comfort in resting her head on his abdomen.

Leonel acquiesced to her requests.

Meanwhile, Alexis descended the stairs alone. Once the CEO of the Exceed Group, the employees still referred to her as Miss Fowler.

The company was abuzz with over 18 different versions of the love-hate saga between her and Leonel.