Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1690: Robbery

Chapter 1690: Robbery

"Haha, your cousin is a prince. You must still be dreaming. What, do you think you're a princess?"

Anderson sneered disdainfully, rolling his eyes.

"I'm not! I'm telling the truth. My cousin is not a prince from our country. I'm not exactly sure which

country he's from," Kiki pouted, looking aggrieved. "My auntie married and moved to a foreign country.

I've never met her before, but my mommy mentioned her. My cousin is back, and he's supposed to stay

here for a while."

But Anderson still didn't believe her.

Getting anxious, Kiki stood up and muttered, "My cousin has a female captain with him. She usually

calls him 'Your Highness.'" She tugged on Joyce's arm. "Auntie, you've seen her, remember? Last time,

at the department store."

"Oh, yes," Joyce nodded, glancing at Anderson, signaling him to stop.

Upon reflection, it was true that the woman beside Reuben appeared to be quite capable, and her

demeanor was extraordinary. A captain? If she was by Prince Reuben's side, she could only be the

captain of the royal guard.

"Auntie, do you believe me?" Kiki became worried and asked Joyce.

Joyce smiled. "I believe you. Many countries still have monarchies, and having princes and princesses

is quite normal. Your aunt being able to marry into the royal family must be happy."

Kiki sat back down, and despite her young age, she sighed. "She probably isn't happy. No one in the

family dares to mention my aunt."

She leaned closer to Joyce's ear. "It seems like my aunt has been kept in a mental institution. I

overheard it. Auntie, when they come to pick me up later, you must not mention what I said."

Joyce was taken aback. First, she comforted Kiki, "Don't worry, I won't say anything. Kiki, you shouldn't

tell anyone outside about your family matters. Not even the teachers at the kindergarten. Understand?

If we hear something, let's pretend we didn't hear it."

Because Anderson had been kidnapped before, right from the kindergarten gate, she couldn't even

trust people close to them.

"Okay, don't worry, Auntie. I won't tell anyone, except for you and Andres. It's okay for you to know,"

Kiki shook her hand and smiled sweetly.

Anderson rolled his eyes. "Who said we're on the same side?"

Joyce smiled and shook her head. It seemed like Kiki was clinging to Anderson all the time. Given

Anderson's personality, he must be fed up.

Indeed, after finishing his ice cream, Anderson slammed the box onto the table. "Mommy, can you

change my kindergarten?" He really couldn't take it anymore. He didn't like Kiki and was extremely Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

annoyed.

Joyce said, "..."

Kiki didn't catch on and asked curiously, "Why? Andres, why do you want to change kindergartens?

Wherever you go, I'll go too. I want to go wherever you go."

Anderson said with frustration, scratching his head, "Forget it, Mommy. Pretend I didn't say anything." It

seemed like he couldn't escape from this sticky situation.

At that moment, the door of the ice cream shop was pushed open, and Reuben, with his dazzling silver

hair, walked in. He was dressed casually today, wearing a white baseball jersey and a baseball cap,

looking youthful and radiant. Grizela, who usually accompanied him, wasn't with him this time.

Likewise, Joyce was alone today without Darrin by her side. Darrin had gone out for some business,

and Joyce was only picking up Anderson from school, so she didn't have any personal protection.

When Reuben saw Joyce, a warm smile appeared on his lips. "Hi, we meet again."

Joyce raised her head slightly and smiled.

Kiki stood up and waved her hand. "Cousin, you're here to pick me up."

Reuben walked over and sat next to Anderson. "Hmm, no rush. You can eat a little longer. I don't have

anything else to do." He carefully looked at Anderson, confirming that he was indeed a clever and

bright little boy, with extraordinary looks that would surely make him stand out in the future.

Anderson also took a few more glances at Reuben.

He had seen plenty of handsome guys, but Reuben had a unique charm. His silver hair and slender

phoenix eyes were eye-catching.

Anderson hummed to himself, feeling that he was slightly better than his father in that aspect.

Joyce looked at Reuben. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Reuben chuckled. "I should be the one treating. Thank you for taking Kiki out for ice cream. What

would you liketo drink?"

Joyce pointed to the lemonade in front of her. "I'm good. I already had a drink. I should be leaving

soon."

As she spoke, she discreetly assessed Reuben. It turned out that he really was connected to the

Rohomes royal family. Not only was he connected, but he was a prince himself. She had heard that the

Rohomes royal family was quite complicated, with palace intrigues comparable to historical dramas.

Earlier, Kiki inadvertently mentioned that Reuben's mother, Kempley, had been kept in a mental

institution. No wonder there was no news about her. Mental institutions were delicate places, and

maybe there was a genuine illness, or perhaps it was a form of confinement.

So what exactly happened to Kempley, and why did Reuben come to Pascaylia?

So many people related to Rohomes had appeared in The Capital and Khebury recently. What exactly

were their goals?

She fell into deep doubt, feeling a sense of familiarity and danger, as if all these events were revolving

around her. That familiar, dangerous feeling washed over her once again.

She had to stay vigilant.

Subconsciously standing up, she waved to Anderson. "Andres, let's go."

Glancing at Reuben, she said, "Since you're here, I'll be leaving. Kiki, goodbye."

Kiki felt a bit disappointed. "Can't we play a bit longer?" Going home, she had nothing to do. She was

forced to practice drawing every day, and her life was boring and uninteresting.

Anderson also stood up. "I have to go. Uncle, goodbye."

He politely bowed to Reuben.

"I just arrived and you're leaving," Reuben said helplessly, deliberately raising his voice. He could tell

that Joyce was already on guard against him. Why? Had his identity been exposed? Or perhaps Joyce

had started investigating him and found some clues?

But it didn't matter. He had no ill intentions towards her.

They were not on opposing sides.

"Hehe," Joyce smiled, nodding, and then held Anderson's hand, preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, there was a commotion outside the door. Something seemed to be

happening.

The voices outside grew louder, and it seemed like a lot of people were running back and forth, with

some people shouting.

Joyce couldn't help but become more alert. Even Reuben stood up, looking out towards the door.

Then, there was another commotion.

Suddenly, several masked individuals in black rushed into the shop. Some of them held knives, while

others held guns. Their faces were covered, making it impossible to see their appearance.

As soon as they entered, they yelled, "Don't move! Stay where you are! If anyone moves, I'll shoot

them!"