The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 675

In an estate that was filled with all kinds of flowers and full of vitality and fragrance.

The four little guys enjoyed a delicious dinner in the estate’s room and sat in a row.

Number One sat across from them with a warm look on his cold and stiff face. “What’s your name?” he asked Ollie.

Ollie tilted his head and replied slowly with a sweet smile, “Hi, my name is Rowell Lockwood. What’s yours?”

Number One was silent for a moment and thought, Rowell Lockwood. Lockwood…”

He thought of Number Two.

Number One’s gaze became a little complicated. He waved his hand and said, “My name is Number One… Come here.”

Ollie walked up to him and was pulled into his embrace. “Don’t go back in the future. How about living with me?”

A thought flashed across Ollie’s mind. “Here comes another man who wants to snatch me away!”

Previously, Mr. Zolo, Mr. Docker, and Mr. Arvid all wanted to snatch me away.”

Then, they were punished badly by his parents.

Mr. Fernando was much smarter. He always brought Ollie away by stealth.

Ollie looked at Number One with an experienced gaze and said, “Sir, aren’t you afraid that my parents will beat you up?”

Number One’s face turned solemn. “Why would I be afraid of them? Sweetie. You’re my child from now on.”

at him and said helplessly, “Well,

he looked lethargic and

fondly and liked him even more. With a hint of softness in

this scene, the two princes and the princess

voice suddenly sounded. “So the famous Strix is actually Mr. Number One.” Malakai”s

little princes and

and Isabella

have one yourself.

the three kids of Malakai had already arrived in front of Malakai. When they saw their father, all the frightened children

and said, Daddy, Ollie is going

but when he

One’s arms, greeted his mom and dad calmly, and then said to the little

he could forget about

he could only return to

seems like you’ve been doing

things difficult for you, Of course, I’m doing well,” Number

have nothing better

on my

trouble

about this? Give me the child and I won’t find

faces darkened. The two

that they were

sympathetically at Number One, thinking that Number One was about to be beaten up by his parents as well. How pitiful he was. He felt

propped up his cheeks with his chubby little hands. He looked like he was waiting to watch a good show. Most importantly, he was still

and asked Ollie, “Ollie, aren’t you afraid? You might not be