Chapter 705 How Can We Argue With A Little Baby?

• If Thea couldn't sense Rowan's mischief, then something was amiss.
• She furrowed her brow and asked seriously, "Rowan, what did you put in the cake and tea?"
• Rowan innocently snuggled into her arms, climbed up her leg, and changed the subject, pouting and acting cute, "Mommy, Mommy, don't abandon me and Benedict Jennings. We're still little babies and can't take care of ourselves. We'll be miserable without a Dad!"