Chapter 0891

The woman furrowed her brows.

“Mickey,” the woman said.

“As in the mouse?” Nix asked, arching an eyebrow.

I looked at Nix.

“No, as in his dad’s name. Mickey is a nickname,” his wife said.

“Well, the mouse would sound better,” Nix remarked.

“Hey, Ma and Dad named you after a disgraced president,” I r