Chapter 238
Noticing that Kingsley was still clutching one last envelope, Ethan immediately teased him.
“Come on, Kingsley, you have to treat everyone equally. My brother and I have already handed ours out. Who are you saving that one for p>
Kingsley didn’t reply. He simply walked over to Seven, who was crouched by the table playing with his toy car, and softened his voice even more. “A gift for you p>
Seven looked up at the envelope, then at him, and said in an adorable voice, “Thank you p>
Those two words sent a rush of warmth straight to Kingsley’s chest-his son had spoken to him.
A wave of tenderness instantly flooded his eyes as he replied softly, “You’re welcome p>
At that moment, Molly spoke up to introduce him to Seven. “This is Mr. Kingsley p>
“Mr. Kingsley,” Seven repeated, his voice soft and sweet.
Hearing that title, Kingsley felt his heart melt completely. Even though it wasn’t ‘Dad,’ he was more than satisfied.
His gaze fell on the toy car in the boy’s hand. “Do you like cars p>
Seven nodded obediently.
Kingsley crouched down, keeping his tone gentle. “How about I bring you a new car next time p>
“I already have a lot.” Seven shook his head slightly, his tone full of childish honesty. Sean looked over at Lucy, who was sitting on the sofa, and greeted her with a smile. “Lucy, it’s been a while p>
“Mr. Sterling.” Lucy looked up, her tone flat and lacking any real warmth.
Jane was seething. She shot Thurston a fierce glare before sweeping her gaze over Kingsley, who was crouching beside Seven. To think they had given him a chance to get close to the boy!
She snapped, “Thurston, your friends are here, aren’t you going to entertain them p>
Thurston offered a helpless smile, looking at the trio while actually explaining to Jane, “They just showed up so suddenly, without even a heads-up p>
Waving his hand, he added,
“Let’s go. We can sit in the den. With you guys hovering around here, the kids are getting tense p>
Kingsley didn’t stick around-he knew he had to take things slow. If he pushed Lucy too far, he’d lose the chance to see his son altogether.
After they left, Lucy picked up the mug in front of her, taking a small sip. Her tone carried a hint of sarcasm. “Looks like he found his opening p>
Jane quickly comforted her. “It’s fine. It’s not like Seven is going to call him ‘Dad’ anyway p>
Lucy nodded, saying nothing more.
At that moment, Seven walked over and handed the envelope back to her, his tiny voice soft and sweet. “Mom, the one who smiled at me is Dr. Sterling p>
Lucy didn’t want to deliberately speak ill of anyone in front of her child, se she just said gently, “Yeah If you don’t want to talk to them you
don’t have to p>
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“Oh.” Seven responded, tilting his little head slightly as if thinking it over. After a moment, he asked,
“Does this mean we know each other now p>
“You know them, but you aren’t familiar with them p>
As she spoke, Lucy set the envelope aside.
Looking up with his soft, pale face, Seven pressed his lips together and said seriously,
“Okay, then I won’t talk to them anymore-they’re familiar with Molly p>
Hearing this, Jane couldn’t help but pull him into her arms, kissing his cheek with absolute adoration. “Youre so smart, Seven! Jane loves you so much p>
Seven didn’t quite understand why Jane was suddenly so enthusiastic. He just looked at her with wide,
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round eyes, then turned to look Lucy. He gave a gentle push with his little hands, wriggled off her lap, and went back to playing.