Bell's Little Secret

"Little Bell, what are you holding? Is it a gift for someone?"

Just then, Helena suddenly leaned in.

Perhaps because she had only recently gotten married, Helena was especially fond of children now. The moment she had first seen Little Bell, she had fallen for the adorable little girl. She had even considered asking her sister whether she could take Little Bell home and raise her.

"No, this is Big Brother's box. I accidentally took the wrong one earlier. I'll return it to Big Brother later."

Little Bell explained with a serious expression.

"Bell's?"

The unexpected answer immediately perked Helena up.

When it came to her eldest nephew, she both loved and hated him. Especially since Bell had silently planned to sacrifice her wedding before, she had not forgotten that in the slightest.

As the saying went, a gentleman never let a grudge go unavenged. Helena had always wanted to find Bell's weakness and give him a proper lesson.

"Open it and take a look."

Helena urged her on.

The chances might have been slim, but what if? What if the box held some shameful little secret of Bell's?

Boys, after all, always had things like that during puberty, didn't they? Things like cringeworthy diaries or adult magazines.

"But this is Big Brother's box. I can't open it without Big Brother's permission."

Compared to the "filthy" thoughts of adults, Little Bell's heart was as pure and beautiful as snow.

"Oh, it'll be fine. Think about it—I'm Bell's aunt. I'm his elder. It's perfectly reasonable for me to occasionally keep an eye on his physical and mental health."

Smiling sweetly, Helena tried to hypnotize Little Bell with her crooked logic.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the box might truly contain Bell's shameful little secret. Her