Gerard was already troubled by his company matters. She didn't want to add to his burdens or trigger any hasty actions.

“No, nothing like that. Don't worry," Lilah said in a calm voice, squeezing his arm.

She pondered if there was a way to deal with that troublemaker and send him packing back to Xylo.

The memory of Darian's lingering gaze haunted her mind, refusing to fade away.

Lilah arranged for the three elders to live in a cozy villa close to their current residence. She also found some servants to take care of them.

She didn't tell Gerard about this. He had been swamped with work lately and often came home after she had already fallen asleep.

There were things she couldn't help with, so she chose to support him quietly.

For some days, Lilah spent her mornings recording the show and her afternoons taking the elderly men around the city.

The old men were thrilled. As they sat in Lilah's car, they often marveled at how much the world had changed and how amazing everything looked.

Cyrus loved trying different foods, especially cakes. Once, he asked Lilah to buy him three boxes. He ate so much that he spent the night running to the bathroom and looked very pale the next day.

Kyler, who had a flair for fashion, asked Lilah to buy him lots of stylish clothes. She helped him pick out outfits and took many photos of him.

Devonte, on the other hand, was a bit of a challenge.

He enjoyed their trips to parks and squares, especially where he could watch elderly women dancing.

He especially liked the women who still danced energetically. Devonte often sat with the other elderly men, clapping loudly for the ladies.

This sometimes led to him being chased and scolded by other men. But he never fought back.

“We're heading to the plaza for some fun today! No whistling at the women!" Lilah said, putting her hands on her hips and looking stern.

Cyrus snorted in reply.

Kyler felt his pride wounded, thinking such behavior was inappropriate for his age. There was no way he would do something like that.

Only Devonte kept his head down, avoiding Lilah's eyes. He felt guilty.

With a firm tone, Lilah tried to reason with them and finally managed to calm them down.

They all piled into Lilah's car.

Suddenly, Cyrus doubled over, clutching his stomach in obvious pain.

Seeing this, the other two rushed over, worry etched on their faces.

In the car, Lilah caught sight of them through the rearview mirror, torn between laughter and concern.