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Chapter 520 Who Gave You This?
The children’s eyes lit up.
“My Go d, is that Nathan’s father? His father is so tall and handsome. He’s even taller and more
handsome than my father!”
“Nathan’s father is taller and more handsome than my father, and teacher fairy is more beautiful and
gentler than my mother. I really want to change father and mother. I want Nathan’s dad to be my father,
and teacher fairy my mother!” the kids muttered in admiration.
“Look, children, your father and mother are all here. Go on now and meet them,” Mr. Lucas urged the
children.
Elvis took Nathan into the Rolls-Royce Phantom luxurious car. Nathan sat in the child safety seat at the
back.
“Nathan, how was school today?” Elvis inquired.
There was no response from behind.
Elvis raised his head and looked through the rearview mirror with his deep, narrow eyes. He saw
Nathan resting on the brightly lit car window, reluctantly looking at the aristocratic kindergarten, as if
there was something there that attracted him.
Elvis knew his son very well. Nathan was indifferent to the outside world. This was the first time he had
been interested in things other than programming.
Elvis couldn’t help but look up and gaze in the direction of the noble kindergarten, but there was no one
there.
“Nathan, what are you looking at?”
At this moment, Nathan slowly retracted his gaze. He lowered his head and hung the big smiley face
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat Olive had given him on his schoolbag.
Nathan’s expression was serious and focused. Elvis could see that he liked the smiley face very much.
Nathan even caressed it with his little hands many times.
Elvis felt that he was being ignored. Nathan completely treated him as if he was invisible.
The duo returned to the Serenity villa without communication. When they got off the car, Elvis walked
over, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the smiley face hanging on his schoolbag.
He looked at the smiley face, and knew that it was something very cheap, but for some reason, Nathan
treated the smiley face like a jewel.
“Nathan, who gave you this smiley face?”
It was necessary for Elvis to ask. For the past three years, Nathan had been under the protection of the
Augustine family, and outsiders could not touch him.
After all, there were too many women who thought badly about him. They all wanted to marry into the
Augustine family and become Mrs. Augustine. As the young prince of the Augustine family, some
women wanted to use Nathan as a mean of getting closer to Elvis.
The smiley face looked like it was from a woman.
Elvis reached out and grabbed the smiley face. Nathan quickly stretched out his hand to grab it back.
Elvis looked down at the little boy beside his legs. “You can let go. Tell me, who gave you
this smiley
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face?”
Nathan pondered for a while, and then he wrote the words, “Teacher fairy,” on the paper.
Teacher fairy?
Elvis slowly narrowed his eyes.
Nathan suddenly grabbed his smiley face back and ran straight into the villa.
Elvis stood on the lawn, he pressed a button on his phone, and Peterson quickly report from the other
end,
“Young Master, I just got the news. Today, Little Master saw Miss Hart in the kindergarten.”,
What?
Elvis’s handsome eyebrows sank, his entire aura was gloomy.
“Young Master, Miss Hart has applied for a job as a kindergarten teacher. I think Miss Hart is…
deliberately approaching Little Master. It seems that Little Master likes…Miss Hart.” Peterson added.
Elvis hung up without uttering a word in response.
At this moment, Peterson sent a message to Elvis.
Elvis clicked on the message. It was a photo of Olive and Nathan.
In the dazzling golden sunlight, Olive squatted down and smiled softly at Nathan’s small face. Nathan
looked at Olive with a little embarrassment and a little fondness. The sun radiated warmth from their
bodies.
Elvis looked at the mother and son in the photo. He looked back and forth several times. He knew how
much he knew his son, he had never seen Nathan like this.
The Nathan he knew was cold and noble, and he refused to be close to others. However, in the photo,
Nathan was very soft, just like a regular three-year-old child.
Elvis pursed his thin lips into a cold arc. He did not expect that Olive would be so bold and had already
met Nathan right under his nose.
Did she know that Nathan was her biological son?
What was her purpose?
Elvis sneered. She was like this again. She wanted to leave and come back at will. She wanted to
break their peaceful life.
Elvis put away his phone and entered the villa.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the villa.
Elvis returned to the master’s bedroom and stood in the room with his long legs. He raised his fingers
and unbuttoned his white shirt.
His thumb and index finger were supported on the black belt around his waist. He was about to pull the
belt off and go to the bathroom to take a shower, but at this moment, Aunty Layla’s exclamation
sounded, “Little Master, quickly open the door and let Aunt Layla give you a shower!”
Elvis’s handsome facial features were calm, and a low curse overflowed from his thin lips, “Little ba
stard, causing trouble for me again!”
He was angry. In the past three years, he had been both a father and a mother to Nathan. Now that
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Olive came back, she only gave him a cheap smiley face, and that got him hooked to her. Elvis pulled
out his legs and walked out of the room. He came to Nathan’s door.
“Sir, Young Master didn’t let me bathe him and even locked the door,” Aunty Layla reported anxiously.
Elvis put his big palm on the doorknob and tried to open it, but it was locked from inside.
With one hand on his hip, he stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips.
His deep and majestic voice sounded, “Nathan, open the door quickly, do you want me to break your
door?”
The door wasn’t still opened.
Elvis raised his right leg and kicked the door of the room with a bang.
The loud sound spread throughout the entire villa, with an incomparably cold anger and a powerful
aura that made people’s hearts tremble.
Some of the maids in the living room secretly glanced up. The retro-carved railings and the champagne
gold crystal chandeliers were all low-key and luxurious.