Chapter 63

Guinevere grinned happily and gazed at Weston, then at Zack. “Really?” she asked. “I wouldn’t have noticed it if you didn’t mention it! Do they really look alike?”

“Of course they do!” replied the nanny, nodding repeatedly. “They’re father and son, after all!

Guinevere was visibly overjoyed by this.

Meanwhile, Wendy stared at her son and studied his face closely.

“No,” she suddenly said. “I don’t think he looks that much like Weston. He looks more like his grandfather!”

Those words silenced the whole room. The air grew instantly tense. Only Wendy seemed oblivious and kept playing with Zack’s eyebrows.

these thick eyebrows,” she continued, “and these dark eyes! You

dead silent. His Adam’s apple moved, but he said nothing. His eyes were more piercing now than ever, but he wasn’t looking at Zack and much less Guinevere. They were, however, glued to his mother’s face, searching for the smallest trace of anomaly. But she seemed completely normal—just like any other grandmother doting on her young

a rare occasion that day because everyone in the family was home, though Chris had gotten home

glanced at his father, and he immediately understood his intention. The two slid out of the house

Chris spoke first.

that you were so good in the last project that our competitors were practically squashed. How did you manage to convince those people and get that

it, then?” Chris’s face

Mom has absolutely no idea about that

Weston referred to as “that

times that your mother must never know about this!” he bellowed.” She will never be

father with mockery flashing in his eyes. Those words caused tension to simmer between

what he meant. He turned around to go back inside, but his father suddenly called out to him. “You’ve really been through a wringer because of this matter…” Chris said. Weston made no

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