Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 85: Chapter 81: Daddy, You’re a Big, Womanizing Liar!

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Tifanny heard her brothers’ words, smiling and moving her face closer for praise.

“Brothers, I’m not stupid at all, I’m awesome, right?”

Timmy and Timothy rubbed her head and pinched her cheeks, respectively, “That’s right, our Tifanny is the smartest and cutest one in the family!”

In the evening, after Timmy had dinner at Richelle’s house and played with Timothy in the bedroom for a while, he finally packed up and left.

When he got home, the first thing he did was ask Uncle Axel.

“Grandpa Axel, has my dad come back?”

Uncle Axel patted him on the head, “Didn’t your dad say at noon? He has a dinner engagement tonight and will be back later!”

The little boy harrumphed without saying anything to Uncle Axel, changed his shoes, and ran upstairs. When he reached the second floor, he suddenly turned around and said to Uncle Axel downstairs, “Grandpa Axel, after 1 take a bath, 1’11 go to bed. Don’t disturb me!”

Uncle Axel nodded and waved, smiling, “Alright, I got it, no one will disturb you!”

After the young boy took a bath and Mrs. Collins helped him tidy up the bathroom, he sat cross-legged on the bed and opened his computer to message Timothy.

“Little brother, dad still hasn’t come back!”

It took Timothy a while to reply, “Okay, I’ll come after mom tells the story!”

The brothers sent several messages back and forth, like spies connecting with each other.

It wasn’t until nearly ten o’clock that Timothy came online, and the brothers joined forces to break through the last wall.

But the fact that the Lewis Group had stood firm as the top corporation in the Federation for decades was not just lip service. Even though the two brothers were intelligent, by eleven o’clock, they were still stuck at the last wall.

Timmy and Timothy, who usually followed a regular schedule, were both sleepy, so they decided to fight another day.

The young boy came back downstairs after being busy for almost half the night, and after turning off the computer, he felt a bit hungry. So he went down to find something to eat.

Uncle Axel was still sitting on the sofa, wearing reading glasses as he read a book and waited for Roy. When he saw the young boy coming downstairs, he quickly took off his glasses, closed the book, and walked over.

“What’s the matter, young master? 1 thought you were going to bed early?”

The boy rubbed his eyes, pretending to be sleepy.

“Oh… I’m hungry…”

Uncle Axel looked at the sleepy little man and chuckled.

“Hehe, so you were hungry and woke up. What do you want to eat? I’ll help you get it.”

The boy thought for a moment, “Hot milk and chocolate cookies.”

Uncle Axel turned around with a smile, “Alright, one hot milk and Dr. Dunn’s love cookies are coming up. Please wait a moment, young master!”

It’s unclear whether it was fate or Dr. Dunn’s prowess.

In the past, the boy held a deep hostility towards all women who were attentive to his own master.

However, from the beginning, he only accepted Dr. Dunn, and even more so, his affection for Dr. Dunn was even higher than for his own mother, Kiara.

For all these years, he had never seen the boy cling to his mother or act spoiled.

But with Dr. Dunn, he became more and more dependent and sticky, occasionally even acting as spoiled and reliant as a real child with his own mother.

This kind of behavior makes the boy look like a real four-year-old child!

Maybe because he had witnessed the boy’s transformation firsthand, Uncle Axel downplayed any “evildoings” about Richelie when Grandpa Axel questioned her, trying to steer the conversation back to everyday matters.

Of course, he didn’t hide a single detail about the relationship between Dr. Dunn and his own master, as they didn’t seem to have any ulterior motives towards each other.

Uncle Axel wondered where on earth Grandpa Axel had gotten the idea that Dr. Dunn had other intentions for his own master.

If anyone had ulterior motives, it was more accurate to say that the master himself had some interest in Dr. Dunn.

Otherwise, he couldn’t explain why the master frequently glanced at Dr. Dunn or why he increasingly enjoyed eating at her house. Uncle Axel found all of this incomprehensible.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he would have thought someone was spreading rumors.

Come to think of it; this was the first time the master had been so trustful and unguarded towards a woman, right?

Now that they thought about it, the young master’s behavior did seem a little abnormal.

No wonder even the old master was beginning to suspect him.

Uncle Axel was busy in the kitchen and lost in his thoughts until the microwave beeped, and he snapped back to reality, placing the milk and cookies on the tray and bringing them over.

The young master picked up a cup and drank milk while staring at Uncle Axel.

“Grandpa Axel, is my daddy not home yet?”

Uncle Axel nodded, “Yeah, he called around ten to ask if you were asleep yet. He said the negotiations weren’t finished, and he would be back later.”

The young master responded with an “Oh” and looked as if he expected such news.

Uncle Axel had no idea that the young master had been mulling over this since he found out his daddy wouldn’t be home for dinner during lunchtime. He’d been pondering for more than half a day already.

“Grandpa Axel, why did grandpa and grandma only have my daddy?”

Grandpa Clarkson said that Daddy would be lonely, but he isn’t because he has brothers and sisters for company, they are happy every day.

Grandpa Clarkson also said that Daddy should make a contribution to the Lewis’s population growth, but smart people don’t need lots of them; one smart person is equivalent to ten ordinary ones.

Uncle Axel had been with Roy Lewis’ parents before, so he had watched Roy Lewis grow up from birth; the young master couldn’t have asked a better person.

“Your grandma’s health wasn’t very good, so after giving birth to your daddy, your grandpa didn’t want to have any more children.”

The young master nibbled on a cookie, “Then, my grandpa only had my daddy as a child, which is much better than having many kids like Uncle Two and Uncle Three, right?”

“That’s right, your daddy is amazing. People say one child is equivalent to two, your daddy is one child equivalent to a whole bunch!” Uncle Axel exclaimed.

This wasn’t false, and if the younger generation of the Lewis family produced a couple more capable people like their young master to help out, just caring for the Lewis Group and the family wouldn’t cost Roy Lewis half his life.

The young master nodded, “Hmm, when 1 grow up, I’ll be like daddy, one person equivalent to a bunch, right?”

Uncle Axel felt both bitter and proud, patting him on the head.

“Yes, young master, you’ll definitely be as great as your daddy one day.”

The young master nibbled on a cookie, deep in thought as he leaned back on the couch, swinging his legs while pondering.

Finally, after eating all the cookies that Uncle Axel had prepared, the young master was about to go upstairs when he heard the front door open.

The young master raced to the entrance and saw Roy Lewis, exhausted and bending down to change his shoes.

“Daddy, you’re back?!”

He jumped onto his father.

Roy Lewis leaned on the wall with one hand and hugged his darling son with the other, asking gently in his hoarse voice.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

The young master rubbed his face on Roy’s body and sniffed like a puppy.

“I fell asleep, but then 1 got up because I was hungry.”

Roy Lewis laughed, his low chuckle especially gentle and charming in the quiet night.

He lowered his head and sniffed at the child’s mouth, then chuckled with satisfaction.

“Haha, you had Dr. Dunn’s cookies, didn’t you?”

The young master responded with a hum and then frowned.

“Daddy, you smell so bad!”

Roy Lewis was surprised, lifting his arm to sniff it.

“Really? I don’t think so.”

He didn’t drink alcohol because of his health condition.

“It’s the smell from the clients; they were drinking.”

The young master snorted internally, thinking that it’s not the smell of a client, but the scent of a woman’s perfume.

Daddy, you big playboy and liar!