Eliza who was confused by her two sons' conversation tilted her head at Alex. “What's actually going on?” She didn't understand why the silliest son she had seemed a little shy a while ago.
“Your son is a spoiled brat.” Alex remarked after he was finished glaring at Louis's back.
Abigail almost giggled when Eliza glared at her elder son and whined. “Look who is calling his brother a spoiled brat now.”
“The spoiled brat himself.” Abigail pressed her palm to her mouth as she earned a look from him, the one that warned her about the consequences she might have later in the bedroom.
A glint of satisfaction ran through Alex's body noticing the blushes across her cheeks. “What are you doing here?” He asked her, then he glanced at his mother who sat beside her.
He was right. Eliza had the an
