Striding out of the bathroom, his leg movements suddenly stopped when his eyes met the figure of Aaron who seemed to have just opened the bedroom door.

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

"A-ah I've been knocking on the door since earlier, it's almost past dinner time, so I wanted to wake you up," Aaron said, stuttering a little.

"I thought you were still sleeping," he added.

"O-okay, thanks," Devan replied awkwardly.

"Oh yeah, where's Claire?" asked Aaron again as he looked around.

"Claire is taking a shower inside," Devan answered immediately with one hand pointing behind him.

"You guys shower together?" guess Aaron.

"Oh no, you misunderstood. I-I just..."

"It seems my guest needs cold water, want to soak in my room?" cut Aaron immediately with a smile.

"I-I..."

"Don't hesitate, consider this your own home. Take a shower, then we all have dinner together," Aaron interrupted again.

"I'll have Erik take you to the third floor," he added.

"Then thank you, Mr. Aaron."

"Ah, one more thing, since you are the father of my grandson, then you shouldn't still maintain a formal attitude towards me. Take it easy, we are family, although I don't know how your relationship with Claire is," said Aaron again.

"Okay. Thanks again," Devan replied a little awkwardly.

And after that, escorted by Erik, the man headed to the third floor, to be precise to Aaron's room.

Until a few moments passed, Claire had finished bathing, wearing navy-colored pajamas, she stepped out of the room. Looking for her son.

While on the other hand, Devan who had been soaking in cold water for several tens of minutes, now regained his sanity. Fortunately, Aaron's body was almost the same as his, and he happened to have a lot of very new casual suits. So Devan is not too bothered. Since he had visited the family Smith unprepared, he had never expected something like this to happen either.

But the only thing he should be grateful for is that his coming to Australia was not in vain.

Knock... knock... knock...

At the same time, the door was opened.

"Mr. Devan? Are you done?" Erik asked without reducing his politeness in the slightest.

Hearing that, Devan immediately came out of the walk-in closet and met Erik.

"Mr. Aaron and Miss Claire are waiting for you downstairs, sir," Erik said again.

"Okay," Devan replied and immediately followed Erik to the ground floor.

Dinner was very quiet, no talking could be heard at all, only the clinking of spoons and forks that could be heard against plates, filling the silence of the night.

Aaron occasionally glanced at Claire and Devan alternately, seeing that both of them looked a little awkward, making the man smile faintly.

Claire's appearance also slightly changed, her facial expression no longer wistful. And it all must have something to do with the arrival of Devan.

Aaron will not protest or ask anything, as long as it makes his nephew happy than anything he will do. And, vice versa.

There was only one thing he was worried about right now, when Aaron was in the office, so many elite men came to visit and wanted to meet him, all just because they wanted to win his heart for Claire.

Not only through email messages, but some of them choose to meet in person. And that made Aaron a little uncomfortable.

However, even so, he did not receive any let alone welcome their arrival. Fortunately, during the day, he has a busy schedule, so he doesn't have to make excuses just to avoid them.historical

"Eat a lot, honey," said Claire for the first time, the woman adding a side dish to her son's plate.

"Just a little, Mother, I'm already full," Dave replied then moved a few spoonfuls of side dishes onto Devan's plate.

"Daddy, this is for you, eat a lot, Mom said," he said again with all his innocence.

Devan smiled, "Okay, okay, give it all to me, honey," he replied and it made Claire glare at him.

Instantly the smile on Devan's lips disappeared, "Dave has to eat a lot, honey. Here I am a bribe," he said immediately turning his gaze to another direction.

"Open your mouth, Daddy bribe," he said again as he took a spoonful of food on his plate.

The person being spoken to had a sullen face, "I'm getting full, Daddy."

"Just a little more, honey. Let's finish it."

Dave finally could only surrender, being fed by his father made the boy unable to refuse.

Aaron who witnessed the scene in front of him smiled a faint smile, and it was dimly evident that Erik was also doing the same thing.

After dinner, Claire accompanied Dave to study a few minutes before her son fell asleep. While Devan, the man was sitting relaxing in the main room with only Erik, before he wanted to accompany his son too, but Claire didn't allow him to enter the room, and this is where he ends now.

As for Aaron, the man was in his study. Seemed to be struggling with some files that his secretary had just sent.

As the night wore on, Devan began to fidget in his place, because Claire didn't show up.

"Sir, if you want to sleep you can use the guest room in this house," said Erik. Previously, when Aaron said goodbye to Devan to finish other things in his study, the man asked Devan to stay at the house for a few days.

At first, Devan refused, but finally agreed because Dave kept whining, and he became impatient. In the end, with an unavoidable response, he accepted the offer. Yet in his heart, Devan did expect someone to hold him back. Yes, even if it's just Aaron.

"Okay, thanks," Devan replied.

"What time does Claire usually sleep?" he asked again.

"I-I don't know, sir. Since Miss Claire arrived in Australia, She very rarely came out of her room, she just kept locking herself up. So forgive me for not being able to answer your question, sir," replied Erik, what he said was true.

Hearing that, Devan took a deep breath. "Okay, then I want to catch up with them," he said immediately rising from his position.

"B-but, Sir..."

"I just wanted to check on their condition, nothing more," Devan interrupted immediately.