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SeaSky Amusement Park.
Tobias Clark got off the roller coaster, his pretty little face still filled with excitement, clearly unsatisfied and wanting to play again. However, unlike ordinary children, he didn’t make a fuss to continue playing. Instead, he glanced at Baron Lawrence next to him and took the initiative to say, “Uncle Baron, there’s a coffee shop over there. Let me treat you to a drink.”
Baron Lawrence’s ears were about to explode from the noise made by the couple behind him on the roller coaster, and he was rather annoyed. Hearing Tobias’s words, he nodded, “Alright.”
Tobias, with his backpack slung over his shoulders, walked ahead, and while walking, he earnestly said, “Uncle Baron, don’t fight me for the bill later, I really want to buy you a drink.”
Fortunately, Enna wasn’t there; if Enna saw Tobias, the usually stingy Bobby, taking the initiative to treat someone, her jaw would drop in shock.
Getting the answer he wanted, Tobias turned his head back and continued walking, pondering how to make his drink worth the money he’d spend on it.
When they arrived at the shop, Tobias unhesitatingly pointed to the drink menu on the counter and boldly said, “Uncle Baron, order whatever you like. Don’t be polite with me.”
“A Mocha.” Baron Lawrence wasn’t planning on being polite since he just gave Bobby over 300 dollars. He knew Tobias could afford it.
The cashier replied immediately, “Alright.”
Tobias glanced at the drink menu and decisively ordered the cheapest orange juice.
After ordering, he took out 15 dollars from his little backpack and handed it over. The cashier, seeing such a young child taking the initiative to pay, playfully asked, “Are you having fun with your dad?”
Tobias slightly furrowed his brows but neither confirmed nor denied, “Please add some sugar to my orange juice, thank you.” “Ok, orange juice with added sugar.”
The cashier gave him back a few dollars in change.
He took the money, put it in his backpack solemnly, turned his head, and said to Baron Lawrence, “Uncle Baron, let’s find a place to sit.” As he spoke, he agilely found a corner seat and sat down.
Baron Lawrence followed and sat across from him.
Soon, their ordered drinks arrived. Tobias, who was a bit thirsty from playing, took a big sip and his flushed face appeared less heated.
Baron Lawrence leaned back on the sofa and lazily picked up his coffee, taking a sip.
Only a sip, and his brow furrowed.
Although the coffee here was said to be made from ground coffee beans, in reality, it was all instant coffee. For Baron Lawrence, who was used to high-quality coffee, the taste was really not that great.
He stole a glance at the little guy across from him. For some reason, the bad coffee became more bearable. He relaxed his brows and took another sip before putting the cup down.
In Tobias’s view, buying coffee for a few dollars a cup was an extravagantly corrupt and wasteful behavior! So, he never thought anyone would dislike the taste of coffee that cost a few dollars!
He waited for Baron Lawrence to put down his cup, and as if casually chatting, suddenly asked, “Uncle Baron, you’re so handsome, you must have a lot of beautiful women chasing you, right?”
Instead of using the more flattering term “beautiful woman,” he insisted on calling them “aunt” to tease.
Since he was only five years old, his beautiful eyes were clear and clean, making it impossible for people to argue with him.
Baron Lawrence’s sharp eyes caught a glint of mischief; he knew what Tobias was about to ask next but replied calmly, “No..”