Xanthea's words were abruptly interrupted, and she turned around curiously, "Who are you?"
Theodore looked at her with her two pigtails, her vivacity endearing him instantly, "I'm his grandfather, here to take him home."
Upon hearing "grandfather," Xanthea's expression immediately changed. She put her hands on her hips and furrowed her brows in a scolding manner.
"Why did you come so late?"
"Don't you know it's very unsafe for children to be out after dark?"
Tom couldn't help but chuckle. This was the first time he saw someone dare to scold the CEO, especially it was a little girl.
Theodore looked at her serious demeanor, both surprised and amused, "I got caught up in a meeting."
"Excuses!"
"Alright, alright, I'll apologize to him. Grandpa's sorry for being late. It won't happen again."
Xanthea gently tugged on Orion's sleeve, "Given his sincere apology, let's forgive him, okay?"
Orion pressed his lips together, remaining silent.
Xanthea was surprised. Did he not talk to his family either? Was he really mute? She fell into deep thought again.
Theodore realized she was trying to coax Orion into speaking. This Ms. Nightshade was as clever and lively as hearsay suggested.
"Why haven't you gone home yet?"
"Miss, miss!"
Not far off, a housekeeper was running over with an umbrella. Xanthea ran towards him with a smile, "Here I am!"
Orion watched as she let go of his hand, and his eyes instantly filled with disappointment.
Theodore noticed his sensitive reaction and squatted down, "Ori, it's alright. We'll see her again tomorrow."
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