Chapter 45: 044 ※ Horses, Bows, and Arrows [VIII]

IT'S FUNNY TO SEE THIS JERK ACTING AS IF HE HADN'T HEARD A WORD. My dad must have been fooled, but not me. I remember very damn well that he has heightened senses just like the both of us. He probably stayed back there this long to hear us talking.

"Thank you, sir Rogers! Let's see. It's kind of big because dad is way taller than me. But I'm very tall for my age, so I can make it work," I held in my hands with all the care in the world. I'm not going to be a bitch, carrying it carelessly when I pretty damn much know how much my dad values this. "And damn, it's gorgeous," both dad and sir Rogers nodded, agreeing with me.

It was lilac with gold. The colors of our house.