Chapter 92 Nothing Can Be Hidden From Mommy

Caballero showed a gentle smile.

He didn't express his opinion, and Angela didn't go too far either.

Angela let go of her hand and changed the topic in a relaxed tone. "What are you thinking about by the pool alone? Why don't you go to talk with the Queen?"

"It's enough to have you by my side." Caballero held her hand. "Let's go taste the cake. The pastry chef tonight is invited from France," Caballero put down his wine glass as he said.

Ever since Caballero was drugged seven years ago, he had learned a lesson.

They came to the long dining table. Caballero had prepared a pastry for Angela. "Have a try."

"You're not eating?" Angela asked. Soon she recalled that he could not.

So, under his gaze, she carefully tasted the pastry. "It tastes good."

"Enjoy it if you like it," said Caballero, his eyes filled with affection.