Xanthea covered her eyes, unable to bear any more.
Sebastian took off his sunglasses, dangling them from his shirt, striking a pose like a celebrity ready for an interview. "Alright, now you can interview me and my future wife about our sweet everyday life!"
The group of reporters, faced with the child's bright and intelligent eyes, exchanged looks. Did they appear foolish to him?
"Make way, make way, make way!"
From behind the crowd, Oliver led a group of bodyguards, clearing a path. "Xan, are you okay? Where did this little munchkin come from?!"
He stopped in his tracks upon seeing Sebastian.
This kid looked a lot like Orion, didn't he?
"I am not a little munchkin."
Before Sebastian could proudly announce his identity, Xanthea swiftly covered his mouth, dragging him into the building.
"My future wife. If you drag me like this, I'll lose face!"
"Heh." Once inside the company, Sebastian's demeanor changed, wearing an innocent and guilt-free smile. "Pretty Sister, I did well out there, didn’t I?"
"Oh, superbly well." Xanthea gritted her teeth. "Your uncle is definitely going to reward you handsomely tonight."
Indeed, the fleeting impression from the morning wasn’t mistaken. This wasn’t some adorable, obedient cutie, but a little devil with horns hidden in his eyes!
"Xan, what's going on? I just cleared up a romance rumor for you, and now there’s a little munchkin." Oliver followed, pointing at Sebastian in confusion. "Who is he?"
"Uncle!"
Sebastian sweetly called out to him, but Xanthea twisted his ear, prompting a softer, "Grand-uncle~"
"So, he's Orion’s nephew?"
Oliver crouched down in surprise, pinching the boy's chubby cheek. "No wonder you look so much like your uncle."
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