Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 418

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 418: Schemes Afoot**

Silas had never imagined that his simple suggestion would unleash a whirlwind of chaos, like poking a hornet’s nest with a stick.

First, Lucien had inexplicably lost his composure, his usual collected demeanor crumbling before their eyes. Then, Marcus, the ever-apathetic, had somehow managed to tap into a surprising well of cunning. And finally, there was Edric, the opportunist extraordinaire, who never missed a chance to seize the moment.

Suffice it to say, Silas struggled to maintain the grin plastered on his face, as the absurdity of the situation threatened to break his composure.

How dare these shameless clowns use his beloved cub to curry favor with Emma? Did they possess even a shred of decency?

If they were so desperate for affection, they ought to find a cub of their own instead of manipulating his!

Emma finally tore her gaze away from Remy, her eyes sweeping over the gaggle of men before her. A smirk danced on her lips as she took in their eager expressions.

Did they truly believe she was so naive that she wouldn’t see through their ploys?

You know what? Fine! If it’s my attention you’re after, then it’s my attention you shall receive!

“Sure,” Emma replied, her voice firm yet playful. “Since you’re all so eager to meet Remy, then you’re all welcome to do so.”

With a flick of her wrist, she gestured towards Callum, who had remained silent throughout this circus. “Callum, you’re invited as well.”

Callum blinked at her, momentarily dumbfounded. “M-Ms. Tibarn, you… you want me to join you?”

He wasn’t foolish enough to believe that Marcus and Lucien were genuinely interested in Remy.

So… was she hinting at what he thought she was hinting at?

Was she really going to allow him to…

Emma carefully placed Remy back onto Silas’ shoulder, adjusting him gently to ensure he was comfortable.

Then, she reached for her cutlery, her stomach growling in protest. It had been a long, exhausting day, and she was ravenous.

Edric was truly on his way to becoming an exceptional cook.

As Emma dug into her meal, savoring each bite, she couldn’t help but sneak glances at Remy, who was nestled comfortably on Silas’ shoulder.

She found herself daydreaming about what Remy would look like as he grew.

The others fell into a respectful silence, waiting patiently for Emma to finish her meal.

They didn’t want to disturb her while she was enjoying her food.

As soon as she set her cutlery down, Marcus sprang into action. “Ms. Tibarn, I’ve finished my meal as well. You should take a moment to rest. Don’t worry, I’ll handle the dirty dishes.”

Marcus was no longer the indifferent etherian he once was.

He had shed his former apathy and was now fully committed to winning Emma’s heart.

Edric, noticing Marcus stacking the plates, quickly rose to his feet.

“Emma, how about I brew you a pot of fruit tea?”

Lucien, eager to contribute, stood up and declared, “I’ll wipe down the table.”

Kieran chimed in, “Then I’ll help with the dishes too.”

Meanwhile, Silas found himself left in the dust, a bemused spectator to this bizarre competition.

Emma could only watch in silent disbelief as they scurried about.

She was fairly certain that even a smart robot could manage those tasks.

Why were they competing over such mundane chores?

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