Nora wasn't comforted by Rachel's words and pouted even more, bursting into tears the next second.
Rachel immediately picked Nora up and gently rocked her. "Oh... Nora, don't cry... You're not a little troublemaker; you're a little princess..."
As soon as Rachel said this, Nora stopped crying the next second, staring at her with big, bright eyes as if telling Rachel that she was indeed a little princess.
Ann, standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh. "Madam, it looks like you've given birth to a little troublemaker who loves to be pampered..."
Rachel was amused by Ann's words and said, "I wonder who she takes after... I wasn't one to be pampered when I was little."
"Really?"
A magnetic and gentle male voice suddenly interrupted Rachel and Ann's conversation.
Ann saw that it was the master of the house and quickly lowered her head, respectfully stepping aside. "Mr. Scott."
