Chapter 11 Unbutton My Shirt PART 2

Benedict snorted, seemingly unimpressed. "I can handle Grandpa on my own." Cordelia felt frustrated. Benedict was truly unyielding! She huffed, turning to leave. "Nothing special. Tomorrow, I'll go back on my own!" As the study door closed, Benedict burst into laughter, finding Cordelia's defeated look amusing. He looked at the cream puffs on the table emitting a tempting smell. Benedict hesitated for a moment before picking up a small piece and placing it between his thin lips. In the master bathroom. "In the city lights, where dreams take flight. Dancing through the night, our hearts ignite…" Cordelia, holding a hairdryer, blew her long hair dry with a cheerful tune as she walked out of the room. When she pushed the door open, she found the tall Benedict had already returned from his study, and her joyful singing instantly subsided. Seeing that Benedict was about to rest, Cordelia tiptoed back to her sleeping bag. Her petite figure, resembling a small cat, slipped into the