Chapter 63

Guinevere grinned happily and gazed at Weston, then at Zack. “Really?” she asked. “I wouldn’t have noticed it if you didn’t mention it! Do they really look alike?”

“Of course they do!” replied the nanny, nodding repeatedly. “They’re father and son, after all!

Guinevere was visibly overjoyed by this.

Meanwhile, Wendy stared at her son and studied his face closely.

“No,” she suddenly said. “I don’t think he looks that much like Weston. He looks more like his grandfather!”

Those words silenced the whole room. The air grew instantly tense. Only Wendy seemed oblivious and kept playing with Zack’s eyebrows.

“Look at these thick eyebrows,” she continued, “and these dark eyes! You look just like Grandpa, don’t you, darling?”

They were, however, glued to his mother’s face, searching for the smallest trace of anomaly. But she seemed

the family was home, though Chris had gotten home late. Nevertheless, he was still the head of the family,

playing with him. Weston glanced at his father, and he immediately understood his intention. The two slid out of the house and went

Chris spoke first.

were practically squashed. How

it, then?” Chris’s face turned somber. “Did

has absolutely no idea about that matter?” Weston

 

as “that matter,” but he soon understood. His face

must never know about this!” he bellowed.” She will

like his Grandpa,” Weston interrupted his father with mockery flashing in his eyes. Those words caused tension to simmer between the two to a critical point. Chris looked horrified, as though he had just

inside, but his father suddenly called out to him. “You’ve really been through a

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