As she thought of the thousand paper cranes in the glass jar being folded by hand one after another, Genevieve was touched. She felt warm and tenderhearted. Soon, another matter came to her mind.

Since Steven delivered the item for Armand, it meant that he knew Armand's latest whereabouts.

Why did he insist he knew nothing?

The scenes in the resort that night passed through Genevieve's mind one after another. Her face suddenly sank, and she carried the jar of paper cranes into the walk-in closet.

Lucian followed her into the closet slowly.

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door, watching his mother tuck the jar of cranes into a corner and cover it up with a piece of cloth. “Mommy, I overheard everything you said to Uncle Cooper. First of all, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. My hearing is just too good.”

Genevieve laughed while feeling angry at the same time. Seeing the kid's face that closely resembled Armand's, she walked over to hold and rub it as she remembered his father with some resentment. “I feel miserable today, being bullied by your father and his new love.”

It took Lucian a lot of effort to pull his mother's hands away from his face.

He said to her earnestly, “Mommy, in a moment of resentment, you might hurt yourself. You have to look further ahead.”

“Do you mean to say that even though your daddy has a new love, I'm not supposed to be angry?” Genevieve asked quietly.

Letting out a sigh, Lucian pointed at himself and asked, “Whose son am I?”

Seeing his mother snorting with resentment, Lucian added calmly, “Even if Daddy has a new love, I am his biological son. Even if he's in a position of power, I will still be his son. With him helping me pave the way, maybe I can secure an even higher position.”

Genevieve stared blankly at her son.

She knew that most of the traits in her son's character were inherited from Armand—he was calm and smart. Just like Armand, he would take one cautious step at a time and look ahead, but she did not expect him to be so smart.

“I just realized that your dad has been useful,” Genevieve stated suddenly. “His genes are good and so I was able to have a smart son like you.”

Lucian smiled, showing two dimples. “I shall take revenge on them for the way they bully you now. Don't worry. When I do it, I wouldn't let anyone come to their aid.”

“Sweetie, come here.” Genevieve was extremely moved. Holding her son in an embrace, she stroked him. “You're the best. You love me so much.”

Lucian patted his mother on her back.

“Mommy, if you're still sad, go find yourself a boyfriend. Mandy and I encourage you.”

“Well said, Lucian,” Genevieve snorted. “Since he has a new love, I can have a new partner, too. I'll find someone young and handsome to be your stepfather. Who wants an old man like him?”

Letting out a sigh, Lucian pointed at himself and asked, “Whose son am I?”

There are so many men around. Who wants an old man like him?
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