The President’s Five Children

The park was not far from the castle.

The entire park was cleared in advance because it was the nobles out for a visit.

After Mordecai went in, he happily ran on the grass.

Countess smiled dotingly and coaxed him gently, “Run slowly, don’t fall.”

“Countess mommy, you run with me too!” Mordecai extends an invitation.

Countess smiled and refused, “No, I’m wearing high heels, it’s not convenient for me to run.”

Not to mention the gorgeous and incomparable dress she was wearing, the hemline of the skirt was so big that if it wasn’t for someone beside her assisting her, she would have already fallen down because she couldn’t see the path.

How was this running recklessly?

“But I want you with me.” Mordecai sounded a little aggravated, staring blearily at her, “I want you to stay with me.”

“Little Count,” Mizuki stepped forward at this point, “You need to be a good Little Count and listen to Countess or you’ll be a bad boy.”

It was just a reminder, but Mordecai’s eyes immediately became terrified.

Lowering his head, he didn’t even dare to look at Mizuki again, muttering and repeating, “I’m not a bad boy, I’m not, I’m a Little Count, I’ll listen to what I’m told.”

That look, obviously scared to death.

Mizuki nodded with satisfaction and asked him again, “Then do you still want Countess to run with you now?”

Mordecai’s head shook like a rattle, “No, I don’t.”

“Little Count is such a good boy, go on and play!”

Mordecai was once again prancing around in the grass.

While on the side, Cedron and Jay both furrowed their brows deeply.

Something wasn’t right.

With this obvious hypnotic effect, Mizuki actually didn’t carry it behind their backs.

So, was it a deliberate display to show them that Mordecai would only take her word for it now?

“Mordecai,” Cedron stepped forward, “I can accompany you.”

Instead of answering, Mordecai subconsciously looked aside to Mizuki.

Seemingly waiting for Mizuki to speak up.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Mizuki smiled, “It’s been a long time since Little Count played with Mr. Navarro as well, so go ahead.”

With permission, Mordecai walks towards Cedron.

Cedron took Mordecai’s hand and pulled him towards the larger lawn not far away.

Jay sat in his wheelchair and spoke as if he didn’t mean to, “It’s so strange, why is Mordecai such a lively child, but in your hands he’s just like a puppet on strings, you guys put a switch on him and manipulated him?”

“That’s probably the royal bloodline, vigilance and restraint are etched in your bones.” Mizuki replied, “You have to think things through before you do them, lest you leave mistakes and leverage.”

In three or two sentences, the matter of Mordecai being controlled by hypnosis was described as a bloodline influence.

Jay couldn’t help but want to give Mizuki a thumbs up.

This bullshit eloquence, absolute.

It’s just that Mizuki overlooked one point.

Jay asked Mizuki again, “I can understand that this is caused by the royal bloodline, but this should also be listening to the Countess, Mordecai listens to you, could it be that, you are the Countess?”

With a single sentence, it made Mizuki’s face harden for a few moments.

But it was only an instant before she squeezed out a smile again, and calmly opened her mouth to explain, “Mr. Jay be careful with your words, how could I possibly be Countess, but I am indeed a member of the royal family, with part of my bloodline, that’s why Little Count listens to me, right!”

“If you’re from the royal bloodline, how come you’re a servant to Countess?” Jay pressed on, then asked down the line.