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It was about time Jack remembered someone again. Suddenly, the door opens and a pile of black longs enters. At the front of it was a "someone" who had just come up with an angry face.

Jack got up from his seat and stepped back. A beautiful man with a glimpse of Madonna or Marilyn Monroe quickly approached and stopped towering in front of Jack. His deep blue eyes were fixed on Inyoung, whom Jack had been looking at. I mean, to a child who is asleep with a gentle exhale.

"What, this is."

Felix asked low, distorting the forehead.

"I'm the one who's got it as your command."

"…when did I tell you to bring him back?"

"Benjamin, you asked me to catch you, really, really! Hardly!"

"Is this Benjamin?"

Felix growled as he snapped at Jack's exaggerated expression. The deep blue eyes had sunk black. His eyes showed that he was furious. It's not that I didn't, but I even had blood at the neck. It was on the verge of bursting.

"He, Benjamin is right."

Behind Felix, Tony answered with a sigh. However, Felix never looked away. His razor-like eyes were only embedded in a sleeping child.

Blonde hair, white, smooth skin, lovely flushed cheeks and half-open red lips. The child, who breathes out softly, was so pretty and lovely that even if he was an angel falling from the sky. It's so pretty that once you put it in your eyes, you'll end up staring at it endlessly.

"Where the hell did you get this pumpkin-like baby from?"

It was unfortunate that he didn't look like an angel in Felix's eyes.

"Explain in detail. Why is Benjamin the son of Florist who asked me to catch him?"

Tony sighed again and opened his mouth with a sharp, teeth-splitting his teeth-splitting voice. But the explanation was not complicated. Isaac stole some of the cards he was sending and tracked down the address, and it was only concluded that this child was the main character of the letter.

According to the survey, Benjamin, who turned three years old this year, lived with his grandmother in the northern city of San Diego called La Jolla without his parents, and is steadily sending letters and cards to Isaac.