The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! - Chapter 189

Chapter 189: She’s so cute Chapter 189: She’s so cute Alice got down from the car as well and her jaw nearly dropped at the sight.

Leo made sure his hand was there to keep her mouth from falling.  “This place is huge.” She exclaimed.  They were standing at the entrance but with perspective skills, Alice could see the rest of the building.

It stretched out far and wide.

It was a freaking mansion with multiple side buildings.

Even though it was dark, the entire mansion was lit up beautifully.

Alice turned to glance at the driveway they drove through.

It had trails of well-trimmed grasses and those grasses held colorful lights.

And oh yeah, don’t forget the water fountain with an angel carrying a vase that never went empty.

It was also lit up beautifully and honestly, Alice felt she had entered a fantasy land.

Just why did a person decide to live in such a huge and grand place?

It was basically a palace.

Was it the view or the feeling of having it all?

“Do you like the view?” Devon asked, leaning close to her and she nodded.

“It’s beautiful.

Who wouldn’t love such a pretty place?” She responded and he could feel the excitement in her tone.

He chuckled.

“You know, I have a place like this,” He said and her eyes widened in surprise.

“You do?” She asked and he nodded, smiling gently.

They started heading towards the entrance.

“Although it pales in comparison to the chairman’s mansion, it’s still big and beautiful.” He said but to his surprise, she shook her head.

“I’m sure your place is just as eye-catching, but all the more reason I shouldn’t see it, haha.

It’s stupid but I think I’ll end up comparing once I do, and I don’t want you to feel bad once I say something like Gramps place being so much better.” She smiled.

Devon fell silent, and for a moment, he stopped walking, staring at her back and watching her chat with Leo.

Ah, why was he just noticing it?

He covered a part of his face, blushing.

‘She’s so cute.’ He thought, and Alice called out, “Devon, we need to head in.

so hurry up.” Devon snapped out of it, making sure to get back his composure.

He started walking again and they got to the front door where Alice asked, “Say, do you think there are maids at every beck and call?”  “Yes, there are.” Devon answered and her eyes glittered.

It was royalty life, alright.

So sweet.  The doors opened and an elderly man lightly bowed in professionalism.

“Good evening to you, lady and gentleman.

I am Lawson, and I will escort you in.

But since the tables are still being set, how about a short tour of the mansion?” He asked and Alice readily nodded, tugging on Leo’s shirt in excitement.

He looked down at her like there were a few loose screws in her head.

“Will you cut it out?

You’re embarrassing me.” He said, but then Alice frowned.

Then she made it her life’s mission to embarrass him even more.

She pointed at every single thing she saw, asking what it was and where it was from.

All, of course, Lawson answered in patience and happiness.

One could say he was glad that he got to be a tour guide and explain the amazing artistry in the mansion.

Alice didn’t care much but she was glad she got to get on Leo’s nerves by acting like a country bumpkin.

‘Hehe, next time, think twice before you say something like that out loud.’ You’re incorrigible.

He said to her and sighed.

But I’ll let it go this time because you made that old guy smile.

Alice looked at Lawson.

Ah, he looked like he had been blessed.

‘Don’t give me that crap.

You wouldn’t have been able to do anything to me otherwise.’ She arrogantly said, and how he wished he could sweep her on the floor with her arrogance.

But he didn’t want to fall for her schemes and lose his composure.

Whatever she had in mind, it would never work.

He told himself.

But he could not let her off so easily so he called, “Alice,” Alice turned to him, only to find him gifting her his middle finger.

An irk formed on her forehead.

‘Ah, is that how you wanna go?

I’m ready to go when you are.’ She pulled up invisible sleeves, and Leo knew they would only end up embarrassing themselves if they got into a fight, even if it was just a spat fight.

The one who reacts violently loses.

He grinned.

‘What?!

I never agreed to that!’ Of course you would never agree since you love violence so much.

Alice knew she would lose if she took any action against him.

Ah, that meant she had to ignore him, right?

Well, it wasn’t that hard.

That is, if he wasn’t looking down at her like that.

Oh, she so wanted to crush him.

Devon watched them from a foot away.

He could tell they were communicating in their minds again and yes; it was their business; it made him feel kind of left out.

‘I want to get closer to her.’ He wished in his heart, and Leo glanced back at him subtly so he wouldn’t get noticed.

He looked away almost immediately.

“Ah, I can’t understand why Gramps spoke sadly about his grandson.

How can he hate his old man when he has all of this?” She suddenly asked, after seeing things go so well with her own eyes.

“If I lived here and had a gramps like that, I don’t think I would ever be dissatisfied in life.” She was as simple and superficial as ever, and Leo shook his head.

“It’s not all about comfort and riches, Alice.” Alice stuck her tongue out.

Always trying to say the reasonable while secretly picking a fight.

He knew just as well that she would choose comfort and riches above everything else.

But… she slowly lowered her head.

She couldn’t think of a reason why someone would hate such a nice Grampa.

He looked like the kind of family man who would do anything for his family.

Well, she shook her head; that was for them to worry about.

She would enjoy this kind Gramps hospitality.

Leo saw her grinning to herself and shook his head.

She was probably thinking of something mischievous.

They finally got to the dining hall after touring the mansion a bit.

“In here,” Lawson said, “The chairman is right through these doors.” Alice took the liberty to open the door, even before she was given permission.

She pushed both doors open and yelled out in excitement.

“Hey, gramps!

I’m…” She paused, sensing violent energy and in front of her was a young guy holding Adolf by the collar and glaring.

Ah, she finally knew where that violent energy came from.

Her eyes blazed, and before any words said, she dashed towards them in an instant.

She caught this young man’s arm and squeezed.

“Would you like to let go or would you like me to do it?” She glared at him.

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