Ken gave me a cheeky grin and held his hand out. Reluctantly, I handed him his snacks and shook my head. He was such a little planner.

I glanced at Ellis, who was still smirking, a glow of fatherly pride in his eyes.

“Could you try not to look so proud?” I grumbled at him.

“I can’t help it,” Ellis said, chuckling. “Ken is very smart.”

The doorbell rang and I tuned out the sound, knowing the butler would take care of it. I went to the ...