Bryan patted Jacob’s back while walking down the aisle. Everyone was looking in his direction, and they didn’t bother to have their food on the table.
At the aisle, there were only a handsome man in the black shirt and a charming five-year-old boy resting on his shoulder. His expression was gentle, with a sense of worry, focussing and patting the child’s back.
It made all the unmarried women change their minds about men being most attractive when working. And it was the most attractive for a man babysitting a child.
The scary thing was that the man who held half of Asia’s economic lifeline would humble himself to be with a child he didn’t give birth to.
It was indeed an outpouring of love.
Some even said that she wanted to give birth for Mr. Moore!
Just that some even surprisingly found out that the child Bryan was holding bore a striking resemblance to him.
After a while, Jacob’s coughing stopped, but Bryan was still patting his back gently, “Be careful next time.”
Jacob wrapped his arms around Bryan’s neck and whispered in his ear, “Daddy, take me to a place where the two of us can talk in private. I’ll tell you something big.”
After hearing Jacob’s voice was clear up, Bryan’s knitted brows became smooth. He looked around, seeing that Shirley hadn’t returned yet, and he led Jacob to the third floor.
The third floor was the top floor. The Phoenix Restaurant was well-known for the greenery planted on the top floor and a gold phoenix, which it got its name from.
Bryan went up to the third floor, and the kid pointed at the door, saying, “Close the door.”
Seeing Jacob’s mysterious look, Bryan just did as he was told. He locked the entrance, shutting the door bolt. Bryan then found a chair and sat down. He didn’t want to let the little one sat on another chair, so he placed Jacob on his lap instead, with one hand holding his back and the other on his waist, holding tightly.
“Good boy, what do you want to tell daddy?”
Jacob was stunned when he heard Bryan calling him a good boy, and he was on cloud nine. He tilted his head and blinked at Bryan, “Daddy, if you call me a good boy again, I’ll tell you!”
Bryan puffed as his palm rested on Jacob’s head, “Good boy, tell me, what’s the matter. Just now, you and Emma ran so fast. Did someone bully you guys? Tell daddy. Daddy will help you out.”
He had always been keeping an eye on the two kids. The two of them were initially holding hands as they went to the bathroom, but they came out rushing as if someone was chasing them, and they looked weird too.
Something must have happened in the toilet.
Jacob suddenly scrunched up his face, saying, “It’s not us being bullied. It’s mommy. No, to be precise, it’s not really that mommy being bullied. It’s Aunt Amelia.”
Amelia!
Bryan turned gloomy for a moment, and he did not even have any good impression of Amelia. She dared to call his children bastards at the entrance of Phoenix Restaurant, and later on at the dinner gathering, she even repeatedly confronted the children’s mother with tit for tat.
“What did she do to your mommy?” Bryan asked with a shudder of cold in his eyes.
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