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!’

satisfaction, Silas tried hard to suppress the joy in his heart. As long as he completed the task, he

for the uncle and nephew

downstairs and walked straight to the

Harriet emerged from the kitchen with a hot dish in her

there! Who are you? What

and shouted while pointing a

‘Who is this kid?’

head and stared at Silas

at Harriet’s arm and led her to the

going on, so she didn’t dare act rashly. Putting down the steaming dish on the

their head and bow to Silas respectfully, which made Harriet even more

earth is

the two of them entered a small garden

looked at Harriet from head to toe. “I heard you’re

just say? How am I connected to his dad? Who

saying. You must have me

Group. His name is Maurice Moran. Does that ring a bell? I think you want to end up marrying him.” Silas looked up at Harriet with contemptuous

boy’s father

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

for several years now. It’s just that I have been hidden away from public

quite a convincing actor, Harriet still didn’t believe the child, who

you doing out here? Come back inside, son. Dinner

on cue, Maurice walked outside and called for the

“Hello, Dad!”

happily, and the handsome

striking resemblance, Harriet began to doubt her initial

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