Chapter 13: Chapter Thirteen: Cosplaying the Bird's Nest?
Gemma Bessemer didn't really care about Edmund Bessemer's reaction, and she skipped up the stairs cheerfully. When she returned to her room, Frederic Bessemer was still working in his study. After changing into her pajamas, Gemma Bessemer yawned widely and fell asleep sprawled on the bed.
By the time Frederic Bessemer finished his work, it was almost midnight. The house was dark except for a faint light seeping from his own room. He pushed open the door and found an "unidentified object" lying on his bed. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Gemma Bessemer. She had her bottom sticking up, her head buried in his pillow, mouth wide open, breathing heavily, and her little face flushed with sleep. Seeing the wet patch on the pil
