Chapter 1313

Despite his initial reservations, Augustine quickly set them aside. In a subdued, respectful tone, he asked, "Ms. Spencer, may I take your piece for the Calligraphy Association's exhibition?" Helen raised an eyebrow and playfully responded, "And what about this boy's cake?" "Oh, I nearly forgot!" Augustine said, a moment of realization lighting up his face. He passed the cake to the boy and leaned down to whisper, "Here you go, but you can only eat half. And don't mention to your mom that Grandpa bought it, okay?" "Okay! Thank you, Grandpa!" the boy replied, his face lighting up with joy. "Grandpa?" Helen's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She pointed at Augustine and asked the boy, "Is he really your grandpa?" "Yup!" the boy said with a broad, goofy grin. Helen shot Chandler an exasperated look, realizing she had become unnecessarily involved. "Sorry," she said with a chuckle. "I thought—" "It's nothing to worry about, Ms. Spencer," Augustine said, waving her off. "But on anoth