บท 647: Chapter 647 My Brother Isn't a Caffrey?

An hour later, Viola and Ormand headed to the Caffrey's house.

The housekeeper and servants in the Caffrey's house had just woken up and started working. The whole villa echoed with the baby's loud cry.

Alisha and her husband, Tristan, were flustered.

Whitney was also woken up by the cry. She ran over unhappily to check and started nagging.

"Tristan, look at you. You are not a competent father at all. You're good at managing the company. What's the point of it? When you get home, you're too timid to coax a baby!"

"Whitney, you're right. I won't be so timid next time."

"Next time? I've heard this sentence 800 times, and I've had an earful of it. But you haven't changed it."

Tristan was busy coaxing the child. He didn't pay much attention to Whitney's nagging. He simply replied, "You're right. It's my fault."