Chapter 397

Lambert gazed at Beverly through narrowed eyes, his expression indifferent. He couldn't recall whether he had ever said those words. But if he had, it wouldn't be surprising. As a child, he had uttered similar lines to more than one person. Even in his youth, Lambert had exuded a certain charm and flirtatiousness. So, it was entirely possible that he had said those things. However... He was certain that such behavior had only occurred before he turned eight. After that, any semblance of playfulness was merely a facade, a deliberate act to maintain the image of a carefree, spoiled heir in front of his grandfather. Before the age of eight, no one took such words seriously. After all, they were just children. Honestly, Lambert was at a loss for words. Should he mock Beverly for taking a childhood jest so seriously? Or should he regret ever playing house in the first place? Seeing Lambert fall silent, Beverly assumed he had remembered. Her excitement bubbled over as she exclaimed, "You rem