Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 913 The Morning at Hillside Villa

At the Hillside Villa.

Sadie didn't sleep well last night, but she still got up early to make breakfast.

It was to ensure that Noah could enjoy the pizza she made when he woke up.

"Good morning, Mr. James!" Just as Sadie brought the pizza to the dining room, she heard a respectful greeting.

She turned to look. Tristan, dressed in white, returned from his morning exercise outside with his hair and shoulders slightly damp from the morning dew, but it didn't detract from his elegant and refined demeanor. His cold eyes made people chilling. But when he smiled, they were attractive.

His thin lips always gave off a sense of coldness and indifference. But every time he smiled, he could be enchanting.

Sometimes he was like an angel. Sometimes he was like a devil. He was admirable and frightening!

"Good morning, Tristan!" Sadie greeted him with a smile, "Come and taste the pizza I made!"

"Indeed, you look different as a mother." Tristan looked at the hot pizza on the table, slightly curling his lips and softening his gaze. "Aunt Eleanor used to make pizza for me too."

"Really?" Sadie was pleasantly surprised. Tristan was usually reserved and taciturn, so their conversation was mostly about guidance from him. Occasionally, when they talked about family matters, it was always about her mother, Eleanor. Every time Eleanor was mentioned, Tristan would become gentle and affectionate, and only then would Sadie feel like he was a true cousin.

"Yes." Tristan walked over slowly, looked at the pizza, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Your pizza looks so ugly. Aunt Eleanor's were much more delicate."

Sadie smiled awkwardly. "I just made pizza yesterday. Even the pizza crust was made by me."

She put a piece of pizza on a plate. "Here. Try it."

Tristan elegantly sat down, picked up a fork and tasted the pizza. He shook his head and said, "Your pizza is far worse than Aunt Eleanor's."

"Is it?" Sadie chuckled helplessly.

"But it's still delicious," Tristan finished a slice and said to Sadie, "Keep it up!"

"Okay." Sadie nodded repeatedly.

Tristan put down his fork and meant to go upstairs, but as he got up, he found Noah looking at him on the stairs. His gaze was no longer filled with hostility and vigilance but with friendliness

"Good morning, Uncle Tristan!" Noah greeted Tristan proactively.

"Good morning, Noah!" Tristan smiled slightly and then headed to the backyard.

"Mr. James seems to be in a good mood today," Arya whispered.

"Yes." Annika was a bit excited. "Mr. James seems particularly easygoing today."

"Tristan has always been easygoing," Sadie glared at them, warning them fiercely, "Stop gossiping behind his back, or he might cut out your tongues."

The two quickly fell silent.

"Noah, come and see what delicious food Mommy made for you." Sadie turned back and smiled at Noah.

"It's pizza." Noah walked over quickly. "Mommy, when did you get up to make this?"

"I woke up at five o'clock." Sadie pulled out a chair, sat Noah down, and handed him the fork. "I will make you breakfast every day from now on. Try it. Is it yummy?"

"Thank you, Mommy." Noah was touched and immediately started eating the pizza hungrily.

"Take your time. Don't get choked." Sadie looked at Noah with a smile. She felt especially happy and content to see Noah enjoy the food she made.

"Mommy, my phone watch is out of battery. The charger is over there." After taking a sip of soup, Noah said, "Also, my tablet and some research materials are at Half Mountain Villa. I want to go back and get them." "Alright." Sadie checked her watch. "I will go out at twelve. There is enough time. Later, Mommy will take you to get them, and we can bring some pizza for Nathan and Mia on the way."

"Okay," replied Noah.