“Hey! I’m talking to you! Are you deaf or what?”

He waited for Sunny to snap back, maybe throw a punch. But nothing.

Sunny still didn’t look at Jeff. He only waved dismissively.

“Stop bothering me. I don’t have time for you.”

Jeff’s face twitched. He’d finally built up the courage to challenge Sunny, only to be brushed off like dust. No time for him? What had occupied Sunny’s mind?

Curiosity got the better of Jeff. He studied Sunny and noticed his gaze locked on Beatrice—completely mesmerized. Before Jeff could make sense of it, Sunny rushed over to Ruben, eyes shining.

“Whose baby is this? She’s so pretty!”

Unlike Cole and Jeff, Ruben actually liked Sunny. He found the kid clever, daring, and sharp-tongued. After all, Sunny had once defeated Miguel—earning a place in the Evans family’s good graces.

Far from being annoyed by Sunny’s intense interest in Beatrice, Ruben proudly held her out for him to see.

“This is my great-granddaughter, Beatrice,” he said with pride.

“Beatrice?” Sunny tilted his head, thinking.

“Elliana’s daughter, right? One of the twins?”

Ruben’s face lit up.

“Exactly! Isn’t she gorgeous? She’s the little princess of the Evans family!”

“Wow!” Sunny’s eyes sparkled.

“No wonder she is so adorable! She is Elliana’s child—of course she’d be perfect. Elliana is amazing at everything!”

Ruben laughed heartily, clearly enjoying Sunny’s praise.

The others just exchanged looks, half amused and half speechless. Was Sunny really only four? Kids his age were usually still clinging to their mothers, not declaring who they wanted to marry. Yet here he was, boldly claiming Elliana as his future bride. From the day he’d set eyes on Elliana, he’d made no secret of his affection. He hovered around her whenever he got the chance, never missing an opportunity to praise her. He had even dared to challenge Cole, loudly declaring that he’d win Elliana’s heart one day.

Everyone found Sunny’s antics funny—except Cole. To him, it was infuriating. The idea of competing with a four-year-old over Elliana’s affection drove him mad. Sometimes, he barely resisted the urge to dig a hole and toss the brat in. Elliana could only laugh when she saw Cole’s jealous glare. What was she supposed to do with a man who treated an eight-year-old and a preschooler as love rivals?

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Then, out of nowhere, Sunny dropped a bombshell.

“I’ve made up my mind—I’m going to marry Beatrice when I grow up!”

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