All Chapters of Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master: Chapter 1261 - Chapter 1270

Regardless, the comment section had apparently gone wild with people either pitying Zivon, or stating that he hadn’t visited his mother since he was now more powerful than her… And quite honestly, Xavia found both sides of the argument to be incredibly impolite! After all, who were they to talk about his private life? This was particularly humiliating given the fact that the target of discussion was someone as mighty as Zivon! Feeling more and more distressed the further she read on, Xavia was really tempted to give Zivon a call to check on his condition. However, she also remembered Sophia’s threats, which ultimately allowed her to suppress her desires… “…Say… Do you think the news was spread by regular reporters…? Or could it be that someone is targeting him…?” “Someone’s clearly targeting him! After all, how else would a tycoon’s itinerary get revealed that easily?” replied Dolly. “I agree. You should know that it’s near impossible for Chace to be tailed when he wants to be

It was the reason why he had told Zivon about Xavia’s intentions in the first place. Alas, why was Zivon reacting this way? In the end, Harold sent another message that wrote, ‘…Don’t you believe me? That photo was genuine. Also, I’m sure you could’ve guessed that that voice belonged to her earlier, right?’ Zivon, for one, knew that Harold wasn’t one to lie, and in this case, he didn’t even have a reason to lie. Even so, Zivon wanted little to do with that half-hearted woman. With that in mind, he simply replied, ‘Tell her to head back. That aside, I’m busy now, so I’ll call you later.’ Following that, he switched his phone off… and it didn’t take long before a black-suited bodyguard walked in before respectfully saying, “Should I contact the higher ups to handle your mother’s situation, Young Master Burton?” This guard, in particular, was tasked with following Zivon around all year round, making sure to pick up any negative news about him, and protecting Zivon’s name at all co

Though Maison was left speechless for a while, he eventually muttered, “…Why are you comparing yourself to a child… How shameless… I’m telling Aunt so that she’ll lecture some sense into you!” Following that, Zivon’s eyes widened as the boy got his phone out! Grabbing the phone, Zivon ended up growling, “Don’t call her.” “…H-huh…? B-but why…? Is something wrong, Daddy…?” asked the frightened Maison who was now worried that Zivon had fought with Xavia again. Realizing that he had overreacted, Zivon simply pursed his lips before saying, “…It’s nothing. She’s probably asleep and you shouldn’t bother her.” After receiving his phone back, Maison let out a sigh of relief as he replied, “…I see! Don’t worry, I’m sure Aunt would want to hear my voice even if she’s sleepy!” With that said, the boy then began making the call, leaving Zivon speechless. Where the hell did this boy get his narcissism from? Alas, before Zivon was able to stop him, a familiar gentle voice could already be h

After hearing all that Harold had to say, Xavia couldn’t help but feel her heart throb. To think that the day of his abandonment would be that heart-wrenching… For that boy to be tossed out into the rain by his once loving mother… If the same had happened to her, would she even be able to regain her footing…? It was a while later when Xavia finally said, “…Thank you for telling me all that, Teacher. I now believe that I’ve found a way to cheer him up. Um… Do you mind if I borrow your phone?” Nodding in response, the smiling Harold replied, “Sure. It’s not like an old man like me will be scrolling through my phone in the dead of night anyway. Just make sure to return the phone to me tomorrow.” “Will do, Teacher,” replied Xavia as she quickly returned to her room… Once she was in bed again, she quickly located Zivon’s number before typing a text that read, ‘If you’re depressed, get out of that place. There’s no need to pressure yourself too much. Remember, you didn’t do anything

“…Even though the boy wailed and begged me to keep him around the very next morning, I knew I couldn’t fulfill his wish. The only way I could get him to leave was by treating him harshly that day… And even then, he had knelt outside my door throughout the afternoon. Needless to say, I was silently crying as well… and once the boy was taken away, I fell seriously ill for three days straight…” “That, of course, made my medical condition even worse… and in the end, it was my late husband who stayed by my side to care for me… He’s the reason I continued finding the will to live. Regardless, I used some of the money I received to pay for my treatment. Truth be told, I wanted to visit the boy on multiple occasions… However, when I saw how outstanding he now was, I always ended up shying away from the thought. I just didn’t want to embarrass him…” “After all, what great man would admit that his mother was a person who cowered in the shadows? That thought process ultimately resulted in me