On the sidelines of the Sydney Ignites track field, Aiden, the young master of the Grey Mansion, occupied his usual spot. His driver stood beside him, dutifully holding an umbrella to shield him from the sun's rays.

Aiden eagerly watched the test track. His anticipation was rewarded when he spotted the person he had been waiting for, currently testing the bike. His eyes gleamed with admiration as he observed the rider's skill. There was an undeniable aura of danger and thrill surrounding her, as if nothing in the world could hinder or impede her.

As the bike came to a halt, Siren gracefully dismounted. Instead of returning to the shed, she turned her gaze towards the small boy standing at the sideline. It wasn't the first time she had noticed him; in fact, it was the fourth time in the past two weeks.

"Oh, the little fireball is here again," Alex remarked as he followed Siren's gaze.

Siren turned to him, curious. "Do you know him?"

Alex nodded. "Hmm, I've talked with him once, asking why he had been on the sideline."

"And what did he say?" Siren inquired.

Alex blinked, recalling the encounter. "Nothing much. He just called me grandpa and ran away," he shrugged before heading back inside the shed to give instructions to the mechanics.

Aiden watched as the person approached him, his eyes widened in surprise. He remained rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do.

Siren's frown deepened as she recognized the familiar face. It was the same boy who had kissed her the day before, the one from the pet shop.

"What are you doing here?" Siren asked, her tone more firm than she intended.

Aiden came out of his daze, tilted his head and blinked cutely. His green orbs shone in the light "I am hungry".

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Siren found herself unable to respond immediately, her gaze fixed on him. Aiden further widened his eyes and pouted his lips, adding to his innocent demeanor.

Finally regaining her composure, Siren averted her gaze and replied, "Fine, come with me."

She started walking towards the shed, expecting him to follow. However, when she glanced back, she found him still standing in the same place.

She raised her eyebrows, "What, not hungry anymore?"

Aiden lifted his pant leg to reveal a bandaged leg. "I slipped and hurt my leg," he explained, gesturing with both arms.

Siren regarded him with a thoughtful expression, then sighed heavily before bending down to lift him into her arms. Together, they returned to the shed.

As they walked, Aiden turned in her arms and grinned at the driver, displaying his full set of white teeth.

The driver looked at his young master with a gobsmacked expression. He finally understood why his young master had asked to stop at the medical center on their way to the shed.

His young master was indeed the epitome of craftiness!

Now, little Aiden sat on the bonnet of the car, happily crunching on the waffles bought by Siren.

The mechanics in the shed couldn't help but stare at the adorable boy, curious about his presence. It was the first time they had seen their second-boss personally carrying a child in her arms. Even the children of customers rarely interacted with her, as she was known to keep to herself unless absolutely necessary.

Aiden paid no mind to the curious gazes directed his way. He glanced around at the people observing him and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"I know I'm irresistible!"

In the Grey Mansion, Raven descended the stairs while adjusting his cufflinks. As the master of the mansion made his way toward the dining table, the butler swiftly directed the maids to arrange breakfast.

Raven took his seat at the head of the table, his sharp eyes scanning the hall. Not finding any sign of his son, he turned his gaze to the butler.

Mr. Alfred, who had faithfully served as the butler of the Grey Mansion for the past twelve years, understood the temperament of his master all too well. Sensing Raven's penetrating gaze, his heart began to race, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Yo... You... Young master seemed to have left the house early this morning," the butler informed, his voice quivering slightly.

Hearing this, Raven calmly stood up from the table and made his way toward the entrance door. The butler breathed a sigh of relief and followed his master to the door.

Raven got into the car and sped off down the road. He had a hunch about where that silly brat had gone.

Meanwhile, in the shed, Aiden sneezed loudly.