“Don’t mind it. Since you are twins, you must look alike.”

Patrick looked up and down at Angelo, walked up, and put the wig on the table.

Angelo guessed his intention and moved aside. She looked at the wig and swallowed. She already hinted that Patrick wanted to confirm something.

“You don’t want me to wear this wig, do you?”

“Smart boy! I know you would like to do this for me. Just try it, brother,” Patrick's tone towards Angelo suddenly became soft.

Since he learned that his princess might be Angelo’s sister, he wasn’t so rude to “him.” Now, he looked at Angelo with hope.

“No. I can’t do...