Chapter 1478: Finley Sutherland Looks at Iris Seys: I Just Like This Kind of Terrible Taste

"Don’t just say you’ll keep your promise, remember it in your heart. Otherwise, the next time someone comes to your parent meeting, it’ll be your dad!"

Ryan Seys imagined his dad coming to school, sitting in the classroom with a cool and noble demeanor, maintaining the meticulous image he enforced with employees at the company... Ryan found himself rather startled by the image conjured in his mind.

That’s not the look for a parent meeting; it seemed more like a leader inspecting the school...

"I promise I won’t cause any more trouble!" Ryan assured, looking serious.

He could avoid causing trouble, but the key was for people at school to be sensible and not pick on him!

Ariel Morris bought ice cream for the three kids at school. Iris Seys was the first to unwrap hers, took a bite, then pouted, dissatisfied. Her bright eyes darted around, and she leaned over to Finley Sutherland and whispered, "Finley, can we exchange? I want to try yours."

Finley handed over his ice cream.

Iris reached out and accepted the ice cream, grinning brightly, "Well... I’ve already tasted mine. Do you mind? I know you surely mind, but it’s okay, I’ll help you, I’ll help finish them all..."

The word ’eat’ barely left her lips when the ice cream she had bitten into was snatched away.

"...Finley, I already bit it." Iris gave him a look that said, ’Go on, dislike it, I’ll be pleased if you do’, staring intently at the ice cream Finley held, that she had bitten into.

Finley glanced at Iris, saying calmly, "Hmm, I don’t mind your saliva, you don’t have to worry."

He took a bite from the ice cream and added, "Only someone like crazy Iris Seys has this kind of poor taste in ice cream."

"Oh, come on, dislike it already! Give it back then!" Iris clenched her fist, looking at Finley getting his ice cream in such a classy and attractive manner, resisting the urge to whack him, and gritting her teeth.

Finley, with an elegant and noble air, gave Iris a glance, speaking calmly, "I just love this poor taste. Iris, if you want back the ice cream you’re holding now, hand over the one you’ve got. You can only eat one."

"...Finley, you’re not a gentleman at all!" Iris protected the ice cream she hadn’t opened, glancing at Finley with disdain, "You’ve already bitten it, I won’t swap, I mind you."

Finley looked at Iris with a cold gaze, slightly displeased.

Iris carefully shielded her ice cream, distancing herself from Finley, caught up to her brother, feeling secure staying by his side, then unwrapped the ice cream to eat.

As she ate, Iris glanced sideways at Finley with disdain.

Finley’s expression remained calm, elegantly savoring the ice cream in his hand, not showing any emotional reaction.

Nearby, a child from the same grade was being led by their mom, voice audible.

"Mom, why can I only have one ice cream each time and not two?"

"Because eating two will give you a stomach ache, Mom does it for your good, darling."

The mother and daughter’s voices drifted by as Finley ate his ice cream, though he normally disliked such things, at this moment he didn’t find it distasteful, quietly finishing his ice cream, his serene face shimmering brilliantly in the sunset.

His gaze never left the petite figure beside Ryan, with a gentle smile, resembling a dawn bloom, imbued with a soft warmth.

The school gate was busy with vehicles picking up children, Ariel Morris carefully hailed a taxi by the roadside, as a horn sounded...