Chapter 452

After she said that, Diana stuffed a mouthful of sweet cake in her mouth before finally calming down. But in her haste to wash down the salty taste with the cake, the icing ended up smeared across her nose. Its pink color made her look like a mischievous cat that had been caught stealing from the kitchen. Despite that, she excluded an overwhelming sense of vulnerability. Oliver reached for a tissue to help Diana wipe off the icing, but Madam Fulcher intercepted him and handed Diana a damp cloth instead. Oliver's expression fell for a brief moment, but he quickly stepped back to give Madam Fuclher space as he clenched the tissue in his hand. Madam Fulcher only had eyes for Diana, and she chuckled at the icing on the latter’s face. "You're still like a child. You even got cake on your face." Diana grinned playfully. She accepted the cloth, wiped the frosting off her face, and replied cheekily, "The cake you got me was just too good, Grandma." Diana had no idea why she had bother