She figured his "wasn’t that naughty" probably meant not the slightest bit naughty.

"I wonder who the baby will take after," she pondered aloud.

"Hopefully you," Lucas replied, imagining how nice it would be to have a mini version of Coco.

Reflecting on her own childhood, Coco recalled being quite naughty before her parents' unexpected passing. She remembered being scolded and punished often. After their sudden deaths, she matured seemingly overnight, leaving behind her playful nature and becoming more quiet.

If only she could have continued being naughty under their care; that would have been a kind of happiness too.

"I hope the baby looks like you but has my personality," Coco suggested, adding, "And hopefully, the baby inherits your intelligence!"

Lucas chuckled, "Alright, whatever you say."

Coco took a shower after returning to the mansion. When she came out of the bathroom, her phone rang. It was Lisa. "Coco, you met Claude Road today, right? Take me with you to his movie p