Chapter 263
In the blink of an eye, a week passed. Ever since Kingsley discovered Seven, the little boy was able to go out as he pleased.
Aside from his daily classes, he spent far more time playing outside.
Kingsley never managed to get anything but a cold shoulder from Lucy, but thankfully, things were different with Seven. While they weren’t exactly close, hearing the little boy sweetly call him “Uncle Kingsley” was a comforting consolation.
That day, Lucy got off work early, having promised to pick Seven up after class. She was well aware that Kingsley showed up every single time to pick Seven up too— after all, there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him.
As she approached the classroom door, Lucy caught sight of Kingsley on the phone a short distance away. Her gaze didn’t linger; she immediately looked elsewhere.
A few minutes later, Kingsley hung up and walked over to her, his tone casually familiar. “Off work early?”
Lucy didn’t answer, but her brows knit together slightly. Recently, a number of lucrative projects had come her way with clients specifically requesting her design work. She knew her skills were solid, but she certainly wasn’t famous enough to have people knocking down her door unsolicited.
“Those projects that specifically asked for me-you arranged them, didn’t you?” She looked up at him, her tone dead certain.
Kingsley offered a faint smile, trying to play it off. “No. It just proves you’re talented and your reputation precedes you.”
“Kingsley,” Lucy interrupted, her eyes turning a few degrees colder. “I don’t want anyone interfering with my work. Do you think I’m stupid, or are you just that dense?”
Seeing that she had seen right
through him, Kingsley dropped the
playful act and offered some honesty “Your skills speak for, themselves. It wasn’t really interfering. I knew they needed someone, so I just casually dropped your name.”
Just as he finished speaking, the classroom doors opened, and the kids began filtering out in a neat line. Seven walked in the middle of the pack, clutching his little backpack.
The moment nt he spotted Lucy, a huge grin broke across his face and he sprinted toward her. “Mom! actually came to get me! I’m so happy Lucy Crouched down and effortlessly took his backpack, pressing a soft kiss to his smooth forehead. Her voice was sweet enough to melt a glacier. “Yes, Mommy is so happy I could come
get you, too.”
It was only then that Seven noticed Kingsley standing nearby. He cheerfully called
out, “Uncle Kingsley! You’re here too!”
Lately, Kingsley had been dropping
by every time Seven had class. In
the little boy’s mind, they were
quite familiar
each
alrease you
other Just came to
warm smile touched Kingsley’s eyes
as he handed over a small box. “I brought you a little present.”
Through the transparent packaging, a highly detailed toy sports car was visible— exactly the type Seven loved. The boy’s eyes lit up, but he instinctively replied, “I already have toys.”
“That’s alright, this is a gift from me,” Kingsley said, his voice dropping into a gentle timbre. Seven gripped the edge of the box and looked up at Lucy with hesitation, calling out sweetly, “Mommy…”
Lucy immediately understood what he was asking. She looked down and gave him a soft, reassuring smile. “If you like it, you can accept it. If you don’t, just say no.”
The little boy tilted his head in thought for a moment before nodding emphatically. He took the box and chirped, “Thank you, Uncle Kingsley!”
“You’re very welcome.” Kingsley’s smile widened.
Once they reached the parking lot, Kingsley lifted Seven into the backseat, carefully buckling his seatbelt and placing the new toy right next to him before closing the door and walking over to the driver’s side.