Chapter 228

Meanwhile, on the 38th floor of Grand Manor, Trevon was trying to help Jasper with his writing. He pointed in exasperation at Jasper’s crooked handwriting.

“Write another line of this word. You can only stop writing when you get it right.”

Jasper wanted to argue back but could not due to his limited vocabulary. He started to sulk, wishing that his mother would.

come back soon.

Meanwhile, Hackett was having fun with Ruby. He lifted her high into the air, cajoling. “Ruby, I can raise you again, but you have to call me Daddy Just call me Daddy once.”

Though hesitant. Hackett seemed to have succeeded in persuading Ruby. She opened her mouth slightly as Hackett looked at her with anticipation. He was feeling excited and apprehensive at the same time. It was a mixture of complex emotions.

“Daddy” The soft and childish voice echoed in the living room.

The next minute, a mocking voice was heard. “How useless. Don’t tell me you’re contented with her calling you Daddy.”

Hackett was elated. He did not hesitate to show his delight. “Oh yes, I’m contented. I feel so happy. If this doesn’t matter to you, you can tell Natalie you don’t care if Jasper calls you Daddy”

When Hackett mentioned Natalie. Trevon picked up the phone on the table again. There was a message in the chat group which was muted. It was sent to the attention of Trevon and Hackett.

Curious, he clicked on the message. In hindsight, he should not have read it. He stared at the shocking information.

Natalie had told him that she was in the beauty salon. Trevon thought. Since when did she learn how to lie?”

Hackett was about to say something to Trevon when he caught sight of the latter staring blankly at his phone. Hackett patted Ruby’s head and walked toward Trevon with Ruby in his arms.

“Damn it. They are having fun at Lithern Club while we stay home to look after the children” Hackett’s voice grew louder when he saw the photo. He felt indignant.

Frank had sent them four photos. One was a close-up shot of Natalie. They could tell that it was taken in close proximity. There was also one photo of Sherri and another of Ana. The last was a group photo of the four ladies

They were having a tea party.

The good thing was that they were not on the dance floor.

In the photo, Natalie wore a pair of jeans and a shirt. Her skin looked very fair and smooth. Her hair, which Trevon could never distinguish the exact color, was casually draped over her shoulders. She was beaming and looked like she was enjoying

herself

Trevon suddenly stood up and said to Hackett, who was standing beside him. “Look after the children. I’m going out for a while As he spoke, he started to walk away

to stay home to look after the kids. He did not want to handle Jasper

himself

grabbed Trevon’s arm with his other hand. “Why

Turner?”

saying, “He

“Why don’t you call Jim over? I think he’s quite suitable to babysit the kids.”

You know how pretty Natalie looks today. If you delay any longer, she may catch the eye of some

Miss Landor too. Pot calling the kettle

age. He was unlike Trevon, who wore black every day. It was as if he was attending a funeral. One look and anyone

a cradle snatcher standing next to Natalie.

protests, Trevon still took out his phone and

opportunity to get into the latter’s good books. “Tm on the 37th

his flattery. “Come up to the 38th floor”

Jim knocked on the door of the room

him. He was almost out of breath. Hackett gave him a wicked smile. “I’ll give you a chance to practice

Jim asked, “Mr. Wilson, what’s going on?”

chair and put it on. Undoing the top button of his shirt, he instructed. “Tim going out for a while. I’ll leave these two children to you.

about to protest that he did not know how to take care of

with another suggestion. “Mr. Wilson, why don’t I call Mary?”

Jim timidly changed his mind and said, “It’s all right.

your

was doing his homework when he answered obediently, “Yeah.”

Ruby. He kissed her

did not

men left the room, Jim looked around, flustered. He was now alone with the two children. Jim was a very efficient worker. After working for Trevon for so many years, he

He was Trevon’s precious son, so Jim felt

writing? Oh, your handwriting

idea. He pushed his homework in front of Jim before handing him the

at a loss

asked Jasper in disbelief, “Do you mean you want me to do your homework for you?”

boy like

looking serious. “Yes,”

have a choice. Reluctantly, he took the pencil and started to imitate Jasper’s handwriting. As he wrote, he grumbled to himself.

relive memories of

Jasper assigned his homework to Jim, he started playing with

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