A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Noticing this, Marcus approached Dylan and said with a snort, “Are you going to help or just stand there? If you just stand there, you won’t have any food later! Not just for you, but Olivia and Leyla need to eat too, you know!”

Dylan smiled upon hearing this and joined in to help with the barbecue.

Meanwhile, Edwin and Marcus discussed business matters, while Leonel, holding Cordelia, came over.

Sitting on Leonel’s lap, the little girl quietly enjoyed her kebab.

And it was all thanks to Dylan’s efforts.

Leonel put on a serious look and said, “Don’t give me that grumpy face! You’re practically on probation here.

That’s why Edwin and Marcus are giving you a hard time… It’s better if you just cooperate! Fighting back won’t help you.

Those two are tough guys, after all!”

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For his own safety, Leonel maintained a distance from Dylan, not wanting to stir trouble.

He encouraged Dylan to cook plenty of kebabs and other foods, saying they were for Olivia and Leyla.

However, Olivia’s stomach had been sensitive lately, so she avoided greasy foods… Leyla was also too young for such heavy meals.

In the end, Leonel ended up eating everything himself.

Dylan seemed unbothered by this.

Rather than getting upset with Leonel, he whipped up something lighter for Olivia and Leyla.

By the time he left the kitchen, it was already dark.

Olivia and Leyla were nowhere to be seen.

As Olivia’s former husband, Dylan had often visited Edwin and Laura with Olivia before, making him quite familiar with the place… He decided to check the drawing room for Olivia and Leyla.

Shortly afterward, he discovered Leyla near the bathroom.

With a flushed face, the little girl was struggling not to poo on herself.

Olivia had gone upstairs to fetch some toilet paper since the bathroom was out.

It seemed Leyla couldn’t wait much longer.

Upon seeing Dylan, Leyla started crying and exclaimed, “Leyla wants to poo poo!”

Dylan almost laughed, yet he also felt sorry for the little girl.

He quickly Lifted Leyla, swiftly pulled down her pants with one hand, and seated her on the toilet…

As she relieved herself, the little girl calmed down, and the odor was quite strong…

Unsure how to handle her embarrassment, Leyla hid her face with her chubby hands.

Seeing that, Dylan gently pulled her hands away.

Then he coaxed her in a tender voice, “Don’t worry, Leyla.

Your poo poo doesn’t smell.

”

Leyla gazed up at him with her wide, innocent eyes.