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

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

himself

arm with his other

Turner?”

saying, “He went

plan. “Why don’t you call Jim

today. If you delay any longer,

too. Pot calling the kettle

was unlike Trevon, who wore black every day.

a cradle snatcher standing next to Natalie.

took out his phone and quickly made a call to

good books. “Tm on the 37th floor. I moved in today, so

his flattery. “Come up

Jim knocked on the door of the room

breath. Hackett gave him a wicked smile. “I’ll give you a

Wilson, what’s going

it on. Undoing the top button of his shirt, he instructed. “Tim

about to protest that he did not

“Mr. Wilson, why don’t I call

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

Trevon turned to Jasper. “Practise your writing. I’ll review your homework when I get back. Don’t cause any

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

Hackett was still taking his time to talk to Ruby. He kissed her and said. “Daddy is going to find Mominy. Stay here and play with Uncle Jim. Say goodbye to Daddy.”

did not say whatever Hackett told

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 learned a lot and was able to handle

up to Jasper. He was Trevon’s precious son, so Jim felt compelled to suck up to the boy.

are you writing? Oh, your handwriting is

an idea. He pushed his homework in

a loss

a few seconds, he snapped back to his senses. He asked Jasper in disbelief, “Do you mean you want me to do your homework for

could not believe that a young boy

looking serious. “Yes,”

not have a choice. Reluctantly, he took the pencil and started to imitate

relive memories

assigned his homework to Jim, he started playing with his favorite toys with Ruby

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