Baby Hawthorne looked at Anya Forrest in surprise as she stared at him, feeling a bit at a loss,
but his attitude was firm: "We’ve agreed, I’m just your godson. Even if you covet my looks and have designs on me, it’s no use."
Anya burst into laughter, lifting her hand to pinch the little guy’s serious handsome face: "How could I have any designs on a kid who hasn’t even grown his hair yet? You talk like you could fulfill my desires."
Baby Hawthorne: "..."
These fierce words, no wonder she’s good friends with my mommy.
"So, do you want to accept me as your godson?"
"Yes, yes, yes. You’re so good-looking, how could your godmother not acknowledge you?" Anya immediately went back to the bedroom, pulled out a red envelope, stuffed it with cash, and handed it to Baby: "Take it, it’s a bit rushed, so just hold onto this for now, and I’ll give you something better later."
"Thanks, godmother." Baby Hawthorne was very satisfied holding the red envelope.
Great, now he’s god brothers with Casper and Shea again. Even with Bobby Lawrence in the mix, he’s still significant.
Casper leaned to Shea’s ear and said disdainfully: "Baby Hawthorne really doesn’t care about face just to compete for favor with us."
Baby Hawthorne glanced sideways: "Keep it down, I heard you."
"Well, you heard it then. Am I supposed to be scared of you? Everything I said is true." Casper stiffened his neck, looking like ’come and fight me if you dare’.
Baby Hawthorne ignored him and ran to Shea, offering the red envelope with both hands: "Shea, could you please hold onto this red envelope for me? I’ll get it from you when I need it later."
"What the heck!" Casper jumped up as if someone had stepped on a cat’s tail: "Baby Hawthorne, you’re not being fair, how can you give the red envelope to that idiot!"
Shea’s gaze swept over: "And why can’t he give it to me?"
Casper protested: "Baby Hawthorne used to give them to me!"
Shea snorted: "Like you said, that was before. Now that sister is back, the arrangement has to change."
Baby Hawthorne eagerly agreed: "That’s right."
Casper couldn’t help but head to the corner to draw circles.
Feeling wronged, pitiful, and shutting down.
However, no one paid any attention to him.
Baby Hawthorne saw Casper’s pitiful appearance and felt both smug and sympathetic. It’s been said before, a triangle is the most stable but also the easiest relationship to break.
Anya watched the three kids messing around, nudging Raina: "Raina, are you sure Baby Hawthorne isn’t your kid?"
"I wish he were, but unfortunately, he’s not."
"No way," Anya couldn’t help but mutter to herself, "He sure acts like he’s from the same litter as Casper and Shea."
She also remembered seeing a live DNA test during a previous broadcast and asked Raina: "Where’s Bobby Lawrence? Why didn’t he come back with you?"
When that child was mentioned, Raina’s expression turned somber, and after a moment, she said: "He’s gotten used to living with The North Family, so he’s gone back with Claire."
"What the hell?" Anya was stunned: "Are my ears failing me?"
"Your hearing’s fine, you heard right. Bobby went back with Claire."
Anya was speechless for a moment before saying: "Claire has really grown; she understands the art of emotional manipulation this time." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N0veI.Fiɾe.net
As a close friend, Anya knew too well what this eldest son meant to Raina.
Guilt, regret, affection, love...
Even though they’d never met, Raina also loved this child. If it weren’t for that overwhelming maternal love, how could Raina have married Elias Hawthorne without hesitation for news about her eldest son?
Yet now, this child would rather stay with Claire.
It’s truly the greatest irony!