Hank Thompson listlessly touched his head and didn't say anything.
He knew very well that he was playful and lively, but he genuinely believed that he could be quite reliable at times.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw the chocolate in Jack Thompson's hand and couldn't resist pouncing on it once more.
It wasn't that he loved chocolate, he just enjoyed fooling around with his siblings.
Cyrus Thompson shook his head helplessly, it seemed that the boy's nature was not going to change.
He called the Nanny to clean up the room a bit.
He sat on the sofa, recalculating the overall route.
All set; let's get moving!
However, just as they were about to leave, they were stopped.
"Young masters and misses, you can't leave. If anything were to go wrong, how would we explain it to our bosses?" The head nanny spoke with a troubled expression on her face.