Chapter 398

“Uncle Theron, are you feeling weak?” Lottie leaned in close, her soft voice breaking the silence as she peered at his pale face. Theron wiped the cold sweat from his forehead without uttering a word. His deep, dark eyes stayed fixed on her, unblinking. That ghostly pale complexion of his—he really did look like something out of a vampire movie. Good thing Lottie wasn’t easily scared. Any other kid would’ve probably burst into tears by now. Blinking her big, innocent eyes, Lottie noticed beads of sweat rolling down Theron’s temple. Without hesitation, she reached out her little hand to wipe them away. Her long lashes fluttered like tiny fans as she focused intently, her gesture warm and heart-melting. She was unbearably adorable. Theron couldn’t help but grin, overcome by the irresistible cuteness. He playfully ruffled her chubby little cheeks. “You wanna keep playing, huh? Sure thing. Let Uncle Theron take a quick breather, and then we’ll get back to the high-up game.” This kid was ju