Fiona Forger planned to take her son to her apartment and maybe ask her mother to look after him in the evening. Although her son could take care of himself and didn't need her to worry, he was still young. How could she leave him alone at home with peace of mind?As for explaining the situation to her mother, she would figure that out later.She couldn't delay the matter with her boss any longer. Otherwise, it would be exposed sooner or later, which would be disastrous. She decided to visit him tonight and see how things were.As Fiona and her son were about to get in the car, she noticed a familiar figure walking towards them amidst the crowd of attendants. Wasn't that her father? Why was he at the airport? Did he come to pick up an important client?Fiona didn't have time to speculate about why her father was there because he had already noticed her. She quickly pushed her son into the car and said, "Wait inside!" before closing the door. Then she looked at Butler John and said, "B
Since the mother and son entered the dining room, Grandfather Desmond's gaze never left Puddy Forger for a second. Even when Fiona Forger respectfully called out to him, he seemed not to hear, leaving her standing there anxiously, unsure of what the older man was thinking."Old man, can we start eating?" Aunt Melody whispered behind Grandfather Desmond, but he just nodded without saying a word. On the other hand, Puddy Forger raised his chin arrogantly and said, "Aren't you supposed to invite us to eat? Standing here for too long makes my legs tired. Can we finally eat or not?""You impudent brat!" Grandfather Desmond almost let slip a scolding remark but managed to stop himself. With a hint of anger, he asked, "What's your name?"Puddy Forger turned his head away, ignoring the question."Grandfather, his name is Puddy Forger." Fiona Forger discreetly squeezed her son's hand as a signal, then reluctantly answered on his behalf, not daring to hide anything.If Grandfather deliberately
Fiona Forger placed her hand on her son's forehead, feeling that his temperature was average, indicating that he wasn't sick."You're exhausted, aren't you?" she asked. "We were on the plane for over seven hours today. Even though the time difference is only two hours, I'm exhausted, and you must be too.""Yes," Puddy Forger replied softly, his eyes almost closed."I'm sorry, my dear. I made you go through all this because of me." Fiona's eyes welled up with tears as she pulled her son into her arms, burying her face in his neck. She felt guilty and selfish, realizing that her impulsive and unpredictable actions had caused her son to be so exhausted."Don't bother about me, Mom. Let me sleep!" The obedient little boy allowed his mother to hold him, too tired to even move.Fiona didn't say anything more, just holding onto her son tightly, quietly cherishing the warm moments between them.When they arrived at their apartment, Puddy was still fast asleep. Fiona didn't wake him up and ref
"People just want to drink water..." She said in embarrassment because their bodies were so close together; how could she not feel the changes in his body? Her face turned red like a burning fire."Let me feed you." He whispered in her ear, his lips with distinct lines starting to rise, his eyes, nose, ears, and down to his mouth, neck...Waiting until someone satisfied and released her, Miss Forger became as soft as a mud puddle. She couldn't even move her fingers to let him hold her onto the bed. As soon as she put her head on the pillow, she sank into a beautiful dream and slept until dawn. She didn't even remember to tell him something important!The following day, when Miss Forger woke up feeling tired all over her body, the Boss had long left the bed. He had written a note on the bedside table, roughly saying that breakfast was on the table and she should eat and rest. Well, he went to the company and would pick her up for dinner in the evening.He tormented her so much last nig
They can hack into the advanced computer system of the Desmond Corporation without leaving a trace; for a hacker of that calibre, there couldn't be more than ten people like him. But upon careful analysis, nobody had the leisure to infiltrate this system just for fun and then disappear, except...Thinking back and forth, he could only come up with one possibility: Damian Desmond, in some way, had provoked that brat.This was the most likely scenario based on the relationship between the kid and the Desmond family.He was an outsider, and although he had his doubts early on, without any evidence, he naturally wouldn't speak without cause. Most importantly, he wanted to know what the kid was thinking.Returning this time, he wondered what game the kid wanted to play. Moreover, he didn't hide his IP address this time, intentionally leaving a trace for him."Again? What did you find out last time?" Damian Desmond immediately caught onto the slip in Charlie Swan's words. Why didn't he ment
When Fiona Forger pushed the door open, two men, one tall and one short, sitting opposite each other on the sofa, looked at each other."Miss Forger, so you finally came." Puddy Forger smirked, greeting her enthusiastically."Who told you to come here?" Fiona Forger avoided looking directly at a particular imposing boss, grumbling as she glanced at her son, who showed no remorse. If not for the timing and circumstances not being right, she would have pounced on the little brat and given him a good beating.Miss Forger's face, with a clear intention to harm someone, how could Puddy, another man's son, not recognize it? The young boy jumped up from the sofa. "You can't hit my mom.""Fiona Forger..." Since she entered the room, the man had been suppressing his anger, clenching his teeth, and calling her name without daring to look directly at her."Uh..." Upon hearing his voice, Fiona Forger became anxious and broke out in a cold sweat. She didn't dare move or budge, feeling a chill down
"Oh? Is that your answer?" Damian Desmond raised an eyebrow; under the unexpected psychological preparation that he had a son, his impact was no less than any significant event in the business world. Until now, he was still trying to regulate himself to adapt.But the little boy knew that Damian was his father, so he came looking for him. Despite his young age, he was intelligent, cunning, and challenging to control. Damian wanted to know what his son wanted to say to him."Miss Forger may be a bit foolish and vague but don't think she's foolish enough to be bullied. As the only man beside her, I warn you, if you ever hit her again, I won't be merciful."She doesn't think that he didn't know anything just because the door was closed earlier. Looking at Miss Forger's swollen and red eyes from crying, he knew she had just been spanked. Hmph, how dare his mother hit the mother of Puddy Forger? It was going too far. Even if it were his biological father, he wouldn't allow it!But earlier,
And it turned out that the other person was none other than Norman Desmond. He never expected his younger brother to be able to help her like that. For many years, he believed that she wouldn't have had the means to raise their child without Norman.Even though the events of six years ago were long gone and he no longer pursued them, now that they had brought the child back to the country, they remained silent, not saying a word to him.The more he thought about this, the angrier he became. Did these people see him as a fool? Fiona Forger, it was forgivable to hit her, but what about the others?Because of the lingering anger in his heart, his movements, initially gentle, unconsciously became stronger, causing Fiona Forger, even in her beautiful dream, to let out a soft moan, "It hurts, please don't hit me anymore..."He returned to his senses, looking at the sleeping girl beside him. His actions on his hand remained the same, but the force he used returned to normal, even gentler tha