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?”

silent. His Adam’s apple moved, but he said nothing. His eyes were more piercing now than ever, but he wasn’t looking at Zack and much less Guinevere. They were, however, glued to his mother’s face, searching for the smallest trace of

gotten home late. Nevertheless, he was still the head of the family, and

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

Chris spoke first.

at work lately,” he praised. “The directors at the company told me that you were so good in the last project that our competitors were practically squashed. How

face turned somber. “Did

Mom has absolutely no idea about that matter?” Weston asked, looking straight into his father’s

 

about what Weston referred to as “that matter,” but he soon

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

to simmer between the two to a critical point. Chris looked

sure that his father understood what he meant. He turned around to go back inside, but his father suddenly called out

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