Zachary said warmly, “No, your aunt won’t do it, and neither will your uncle. None of us will dislike you just because you have a younger brother.”

Sonny felt relieved. “Then let me tell that child that my aunt will not be like her mother. Uncle, I love you so much.”

Zachary smiled and said, “Uncle, too.”

Sonny had such a sweet mouth; who wouldn’t love him?

Zachary did not hand Sonny to the bodyguard at the kindergarten entrance, but he got out of the car in person, holding Sonny’s little hand and walking into the kindergarten. When he saw the teacher, he handed Sonny into the teacher’s hand. Sonny waved to him and said goodbye; he was still standing there watching.

It wasn’t until Sonny’s little figure had gone away, no longer looking back at him, that he turned around and walked outside.

Everyone in kindergarten knew that Zachary was Sonny’s uncle. In the past, they always felt that Zachary, the Young Master York, was far away from them. When Sonny entered kindergarten, they could often see Zachary and Duncan.

These big CEOs treated Sonny, who was not their biological son, with such love. They must be men who love children.

They could also see Zachary and Duncan’s feelings for serenity and liberty.

else in Wiltspoon didn’t know that he was

between Serenity and Zachary, but instead envied the relationship

was a

world still has prejudices

are mothers-in-law who always say, “If my son gets divorced, he can still marry a young and beautiful woman?” Who else will

that a man is still a flower after divorce,

and it will be difficult to remarry. Even if she does marry,

Liberty, he had not been married yet, was in his first marriage, and was the fourth young master in

to Liberty in

to love anyone else and waiting wholeheartedly for her to accept

that good things were about to happen for the

haven’t they

restaurant knew that Liberty

time, her son, Sonny, was also taken care

was quite common to see Serenity and

“Young Master York.”

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