0073 Elijah Hunt

“Miss!” The nanny carrying Eli greeted her with a smile.

She then shifted on her feet so that Evie could see Eli’s sleepy face clearly. Those heavy lashes that fanned his chubby cheeks trembled as he lifted his eyelids. He looked so disoriented that Evie fought the urge to smile at the cuteness, but failed in the end anyway. She now could understand why even the indifferent Evely was not able to resist her younger brother even if he was the son of the person she hated the most.

The disoriented gaze became clearer and clearer. In a moment, the pair of little gray eyes similar to Evie’s stared back at her.

“Vivi…” the little voice called, and Evie’s heart melted.