Billionaire, I Am Not Your Wife! novel Chapter 141

Chapter 136: Meeting Brew and Lake

Sedona’s POV

The two boys were in the corner by the bookshelf.

That was the first thing I registered-the specific way that they were, tucked into the quieter end of the sitting room with the bookshelf at their backs and a reasonable amount of floor space in front of them, which had the quality of a position someone had selected deliberately. Far away from the guests who were socializing with their friends and laughing.

Meanwhile in their section of them was talking.

The other one was not.

The one who was talking had Lucian’s specific way of talking and looks. -I recognized him before I’d consciously made the identification, the same dark eyes and the same complete commitment to whatever he was currently focused on,

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The other boy was smaller-not by much, they appeared to be roughly the same age, but he sat with the posture of someone who was used to shrinking himself to make himself invisible because it was a personal trait of him, his arms around his knees, watching Lake’s inspection with an expression that was carefully neutral and showing no active emotions so I couldn’t judge what he was feeling.

He had Dante’s eyes.

I understood this before Dante said anything, before we’d covered the remaining distance- He had Dante’s eyes and face although his face, was a bit rounder with the softness of four years old, but the same structure.

“Drew,” Dante said, when we’d gotten close enough.

The smaller boy looked up immediately-not startled, just responsive, the look of someone who’d been waiting for a familiar voice without making it obvious they were waiting for that familiar voice to find

them.

“This is Sedona,” Dante said. “I told you about her.”

Drew looked at me.

I looked at Drew.

He didn’t say anything. He held my gaze the same way his dad did and then looked at his knees, which he readjusted slightly, and then looked back at me from this new configuration, apparently finding it marginally more acceptable.

“Hi, Drew,” I said.

He made a small sound that was not quite a word but was definitely a response-acknowledgment

without commitment.

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Lake had turned around.

“That’s Sedona,” Lake informed Drew, with the confidence of someone delivering verified intelligence.

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“She is the one Daddy talks about a lot.” He looked at me, then at Dante, then back at Drew. “She has short

hair.”

“It’s growing back,” I said.

Lake considered this with the seriousness it apparently merited. “Like a baby duck,” he said.

“Lake,” Lucian said, appearing from somewhere behind me with the expression of a man who had been anticipating this moment and had not been wrong to anticipate it.

“Baby ducks have short fluffy hair when they hatch,” Lake said, to me, clarifying his reference. “And then it grows. You are like a baby duck that is growing.”

“That’s-” I started.

“It’s a compliment,” Lake said firmly. “Baby ducks are very nice.”

“Thank you,” I said. “I think that’s the most interesting compliment I’ve received.”

Lake nodded, satisfied, and turned back to the bookshelf.

Lucian appeared fully at my side with the expression of a man who had brought his four-year-old to a party because the babysitter had canceled and was now experiencing the specific anxiety of watching his four-year-old operate without a filter in front of people he’d like to make a good impression with.

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