Meanwhile, Cecilia was on her way there. Assuming that Nathaniel was going to take Elliot from her, she was particularly anxious.
Elliot was just as anxious.
Standing beside Nathaniel, he thought to himself, Daddy's such a sc*mbag. I'm standing right here!
“Daddy, are you planning to sleep with Aunt Jessica after she takes a bath?” he asked.
Nathaniel's face darkened instantly.
He didn't respond to the question. “Who taught you all this?”
Why does he know everything at such a young age?
In reality, Elliot's grasp of “sleeping together” was limited to what he'd seen on television—when the screen would fade to black. He didn't understand the specifics beyond that.
“I don't need anyone to teach me that. Jon said that by our age, we should understand everything,” Elliot replied.
Nathaniel's expression darkened even further. How on earth has Cecilia been teaching the kids?
He learned from Mason that Jonathan had gone abroad with his teachers for a trip and would be returning in a few days.
After Jonathan returned, he'd spent most of his time in the Sinclair Manor. George loved Jonathan like his own.
“You're not supposed to know these,” Nathaniel said coldly. “Go home after dinner.”
Elliot still refused to let the matter go. “So, are you two actually going to sleep together?”
That was how it was often portrayed on television—they'd send the child away before proceeding with an intimate moment.
Nathaniel was just about to respond when Jessica emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe. “Nathaniel, there's no shampoo in the bathroom. Can I use yours first?”
Elliot glanced over and saw Jessica wrapped in nothing but a bathrobe. Her figure was curvaceous, with a prominent chest and a shapely rear, making her resemble the femme fatales often portrayed on television.
Nathaniel's expression turned icy. “Then just don't use it,” he said.
Hearing that, Nathaniel instructed the security guard to let her in so she could bring Elliot back home.
Elliot's such a pain in the a*s. I can't even use the restroom he just used anymore.
Upon receiving permission, Cecilia rushed into the villa to see Jessica, clad in loose clothes, emerge from the bathroom.
Jessica's hair was still damp. She was drying it with a towel, wearing a pajamas.
Cecilia could tell at first glance that she had just taken a shower.
“Cecilia, it's been a while,” Jessica greeted, surprised that Cecilia was here. She deliberately said to Nathaniel, “Nathaniel, thank you for letting me bathe here.”
Cecilia was overwhelmed by disgust.
She met Jessica a year after her marriage to Nathaniel. back when Jessica was only seventeen or eighteen.

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