Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 368

Chapter 368

The foreign language competition arrived sooner than expected.

To everyone’s surprise, Uriah showed up as well, looking more spirited than ever.

“I’m an old man now,” he chuckled, “but I’ve always loved watching kids. Now that I’m retired, any time the kindergarten has an event like this, I’m coming along for the fun.”

The moment Matty saw him, his face lit up. He darted straight into Uriah’s arms.

“Mr. Malcolm! You came too!”

Uriah grinned, ruffling Matty’s hair. “Of course. I wouldn’t miss your competition for anything. I’m here to cheer you on.”

There was something childlike in the old man’s nature that matched Matty’s energy perfectly. The two of them, despite their vast age difference, always seemed to get along effortlessly, like old friends who could play together all day.

Standing nearby, Xavier watched the scene unfold. His gaze softened, a subtle wave of something unreadable flickering in his

eyes.

As if sensing his look, Uriah glanced back at him. Their eyes met briefly. The old man offered a slight nod before returning his full attention to fussing over Matty.

gaze darkened

now. Uriah

quiet, mutual understanding lingered in the air-both

shifted his attention toward

he was just some elderly man with exceptional medical skills. It wasn’t until

people in the business world barely remembered his name. Xavier

Sharon, seemingly by accident,

as another thought crossed his mind. That childhood friend of hers-John Westin-his background seemed… complicated

side. No clear history yet, but something told him she wasn’t as simple as she appeared

stood there, quietly watching the three-Sharon, Matty,

as deep as night, softened with a

was anything but ordinary. And the people

cue-a jarring, nasal voice cut

and this is who you find to help raise your kid? If you wanted a babysitter, there are plenty of heiresses lined up. But no…

sliding toward Sharon’s little circle. “Look at her. Her so-called friends? Either meatheads with no brains or wrinkly old men. Pathetic.

Chapter 368

warmth in the air

Silence.

to look