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.”

and said helplessly, “Well, if

lazily, and he looked

even more. With a hint of softness in his eyes,

two princes and the princess were

suddenly sounded. “So the famous Strix is actually Mr. Number

hearing their father’s voice, the two little

Isabella followed him

have one yourself. Why are you snatching ours?” Isabella’s voice

this moment, the three kids of Malakai had already arrived in front of Malakai.

little princess couldn’t help but burst into tears. She pointed upstairs and said, Daddy, Ollie is going to be

Draxton, but when he heard the little princess’s words, he choked in

out of Number One’s arms, greeted his mom and dad calmly,

forget about keeping the child

he could only return to

it seems like you’ve been doing well

you, Of course, I’m doing well,” Number One

nothing better

time on my hands. I have to

finding trouble

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

The two

attitude, he knew that they were going

sympathetically at Number One, thinking that Number One was about to be beaten up by his

that second of sympathy, Ollie sat cross-legged on the sofa and 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

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