Pupa and Yunyu were bickering inside Yunyu's head when Matthew said, "I will pass it, don't worry. I will also make sure that I am good enough to stay with you…."

"Stay with me? But you're already by my side, Matthew!" Jean said while giggling. But Matthew only showed a thin smile.

"Not yet, Jean, there are few things I wanted to do to be by your side…." Matthew replied. They kept chatting for over an hour, and nobody dared to disturb them because the aura around Jean and Matthew was mysteriously harmonious yet creepy and isolated.

As if they were inside their harmonious box, but the box was made out of spike.

Matthew's expression gradually eased until and he showed thin smiles from time to time.

Until a bright light appeared in the middle of the hall, everybody already knew who would be the last guest for Jean's seventeenth birthday.

The ball of light shaped into a human, and the 20 years old Young Saint and Second Prince, Saint Raphael De Argent, appeared. He was wearing a celestial robe, his long silver hair was let loose. He was the perfect representation of what an angel was because nobody ever beat the holy aura. Almost everyone fell on his knees under Saint Raphael's divine aura when Saint Raphael arrived at the hall.

The arrival of Saint Raphael was also the cue for Jean to end the conversation with Matthew and rushed towards Raphael because Raphael was his fiancee, not Matthew.

"Angel!" Jean was about to rush to Saint Raphael, but Matthew held his wrist. Jean turned his head towards Matthew, "Please release me, Matthew. It's been a while since the last time I saw my fiancee. I don't want to waste my precious time!"

Matthew gritted his teeth. He also wanted to spend more time with Jean. But after Jean struggled even harder, he had to release Jean. He kept staring at Jean and then at Saint Raphael hatefully before turning away and left Jean's birthday party.

Meanwhile, Jean's attention was solely for Saint Raphael only because it had been almost a year since Raphael visited Jean. Because Raphael was now a Saint, he had a lot more jobs to share the grace of the god to the people, especially the people in small villages.

That's why he traveled a lot and met with many people on his way.

He also gave a lot of exotic gifts for Jean whenever he had visited a place. But that wasn't important because Jean only wanted to spend more time with Raphael.

"Agel, You finally came! I already told my Big brother that I wouldn't cut the cake unless you're here with me!" Jean said. He hugged Saint Raphael, the only person who was allowed to hug Saint Raphael.

Raphael chuckled as he found it funny that everyone was surprised Jean and him could be this harmonious.

Raphael hugged Jean gently and then patted his head, "I'm sorry that I can't visit you often. I've been busy with my new status, but I will make sure to visit more often once things have been sorted out.

"Here is your gift…." Raphael was about to open his hand, but Jean shook his head and replied;

"I don't need gifts, Angel. I just want you to visit more often…."

Saint Raphael smiled helplessly and shifted the topic, "Anyway, where is the cake? I know that you've wanted to eat cakes, right?"

"Oh, yes!" Jean released the hug between him and Raphael and then rushed to his Big brother, who was in a terrible mood the whole time. Jean grinned at his sulking Big brother and asked with a gentle and coquettish voice, "Big brother~ Jean wants the cake now…."

"You can go and buy one yourself with that guy. He still dares to show up after being so late. He doesn't appreciate you," Maximillien chided.

Jean knew there was a hint of rivalry between Big brother Maximillien and his fiancee Raphael. But this was a happy occasion. It wouldn't be nice for them to fight right now.

Thus, Jean tried to calm his Big brother first, "B—Big brother, let's just ignore this and proceed with the birthday, okay? Jean really wants to cut the cake with you, just like what we had when we celebrated my first birthday twelve years ago!"

Maximillien's face eased after Jean reminded him of the good times they had together. Maximillien cleared his throat and then ordered the head butler to bring in the cake for his Little Jean.

A big cake was being carried by four men to the table in the middle of the main hall. It was five-story white cake with strawberries and cherry as decoration.

"Whoa!" Jean was the most excited to see the cake. He pulled his Big brother to see it up close, and he was awed by the amount of detail on this cake. It even smelled like strawberry, just like Jean's hair.

Maximillien smiled when he saw how happy Jean was. Seeing Jean happy was the most satisfying feeling in Maximillien's heart. It made him wanted to dote on Little Jean more and more, probably he would do it until his death when they were both old.

Everyone was singing happy birthday to Jean, just like what they did fifteen years ago, just with more people now.

Maximillien gave the cake knife to Jean and said, "Go and cut it, share it with people important to you."

"Sure!"

Jean cut the first slice, and of course, he gave it to his beloved Big brother, Archduke Maximillien Eau Saumont.

Maximillien showed a rare blooming smile when Jean shoved the cake on his handsome face. He ate the slice and then rubbed Jean's head, "Happy Birthday, my Little Jean…."

"Thank you, Big brother!"

[Pupa: Ding! Maximillien Eau Saumont's Fatemeter increases to 55%.]

…

Jean cut the second slice and then walked towards his fiancee, Raphael De Argent. Just like Maximillien, Raphael accepted and ate the cake, "Happy birthday, Fairy. I will make sure to compensate for the lack of time I gave you later, okay?"

"Un!" Jean nodded happily.

[Pupa: Ding! Raphael De Argent's Fatemeter increases to 55%.]

He gave the third slice to Wolf, who had been standing silence, guarding the whole banquet. He didn't expect Young Master Jean to gave him the third slice.

He was flustered for a moment, thinking that Young Master might've mistaken him for someone else. But Young Master Jean shoved the cake to his mouth. He could only eat it silently while staring at his gorgeous Young Master.

"Young… Master…. Wolf's cake?"

"Yes! That's for you, Wolf! You've been a great friend and great knight for me! I'm really thankful for your help!"

[Pupa: Ding! Wolf Dietrich's Fatemeter increases to 55%.]

Wolf blushed as he lowered his gaze. Thus he murmured his felicitations, "H—Happy… birthday…. Wolf's Young Master…"

After giving the male leads the cake, he wanted to give his last slice to Matthew Moulin, his best friend.

But when he looked around the guest who was clapping at him, he saw no trace of Matthew. Matthew had disappeared the moment he was celebrating his sweet seventeen.

Jean looked at the last slice that he cut today, and he sulked, "Ah, Matthew is angry again…."