Chapter 97

• "Rafael Achilles Cordova! It won't kill you to let go of Danary for just a moment to help your mother out."
• The little lady of the house stuck her head out through the kitchen window in a huff, glaring at the said man latched onto my shoulder. It was quite clear who Achilles inherited his fiery gaze from despite her old age.
• I smiled sheepishly as I tried to unlatch Achilles's arms around from my waist. "Love, your mother is calling for you."