章節 908: Chapter 908: The Plot on TV Simply Won't Happen

The Housekeeper had a fleeting thought, but as soon as it came up, he dismissed it.

"Forget it, I'll tell her later to not bother."

"Hmm."

...

Gigi woke up an hour after her nap, and Lyle Westbrook carried her downstairs, just about to have the report he wanted delivered to him.

Then he saw an unfamiliar Maid carrying a bowl of steaming hot porridge coming his way.

His Peach Blossom Eyes suddenly narrowed.

He did not remember ordering anyone to cook porridge.

Whether out of nervousness or clumsiness, just as she reached near the sofa, she stumbled, tilting the bowl in her hand and some porridge spilled out, flowing onto her hand. Probably scalded, she let out a scream of 'ah,' and the bowl flew out of her hand—

The boiling hot bowl of porridge splashed towards the little girl playing on the sofa.

"Be careful!" Lyle Westbrook's body reacted quickly; he sprang up, blocking the path of the porridge with his back while simultaneously picking up the oblivious little girl.