“Are you angry?” A slightly adorable voice behind them caught them off guard, and Ace and Mike turned to look at the little soul, looking at both his uncle and daddy with pitiful expressions.

Ace and Mike refrigerated, and both immediately hid their expressions and smiled gently at Noah.

“Son, what are you doing here? Did you finish your milk?” Ace asked to ease the air; he would trade the world for this little soul before him.

Noah walked closer and looked at his father and uncle seriously. “Did you fight? He asked as he looked at them suspiciously.

His seriousness amazed Mike. “Little buddy, you shouldn’t be so serious at such a young age.” He teased the boy, who acted like a big man to show his seriousness.

“You are not allowed,” Noah said as he became even more severe, and a frown appeared.

Both Ace and Mike were confused. When Noah saw them looking at him confusedly, he cleared their confusion.

“You’re not allowed to call me buddy. I have only one buddy, and we can call each o