Staring deep into Maurice’s steely eyes, Silas had a feeling that this man must be thinking of a bad idea.

“Well, okay.”

He silently followed Maurice upstairs, and the pair went inside the boy’s room.

“Go ahead and tell me what you want me to do,” Silas said bluntly while looking up at Maurice.

‘What a smart boy!’

Maurice raised his eyebrows and chuckled to himself. After a few seconds, he bent down and whispered something in Silas’ ear.

The bright young boy was very calm, but then his expression slowly changed. At last, he was so shocked at Maurice’s instructions that he could not close his mouth.

Did Maurice actually want him to do that?

Biting his lip in thought, he paused for a moment to assess the situation as a fierce struggle ensued inside Silas’ mind.

Finally, he came up with his own idea.

“I can help you out, but on one condition.”

“Alright. Tell me.”

“After I’ve done my part in assisting you, I want to go to my friend’s home for a sleepover.”

Silas was a child of principle. If Maurice didn’t agree to his terms, then the little boy would not help him.

“We have a deal,” Maurice gamely agreed.

‘Hooray!’

the joy in his heart. As long as he completed the task, he could

minutes for the uncle

downstairs

the same time, Harriet emerged from the kitchen with a hot

are you? What are you doing inside my

deliberately rushed to Harriet and shouted while pointing a finger at her

‘Who is this kid?’

lowered her head and stared

Harriet’s arm and led her

no clue what was going on, so she didn’t dare act rashly. Putting down the steaming dish on the table,

their head and bow to Silas respectfully, which made

on earth

until the two of them entered a small

from head to toe. “I heard you’re the woman my great-grandpa found

did he just say? How am I connected to his dad? Who the heck

no idea what you’re saying. You must have me mistaken for a different woman,” Harriet exclaimed

of the Moran Group. His name is Maurice Moran. Does that ring

father was

Harriet blurted out. “Mr. Moran is not a married man. How could

me then? He’s been a father for several years now. It’s just that I have been hidden away from public view for my own protection,” Silas

Harriet still didn’t believe the child, who suddenly

are you doing out here? Come

Maurice walked outside and called

“Hello, Dad!”

and the handsome man gently

the pair who shared a striking resemblance, Harriet began to doubt

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