Chapter 8 Gregory’s Lone Visit

“Yes,” Nicholas said, just to humor the kid. He was convinced that it would only take a few days for Gregory to forget all about that woman, and he was even more convinced that there was no way a woman unknown to the Sawyers could make such a long-lasting impression on a tender-aged child.

Alas, Nicholas had spent every waking moment of the following three days keeping Gregory company, only to hear the boy whine about seeing Tessa.

While Nicholas had come up with various excuses to delay such plans of seeing Tessa, Gregory lost patience and threatened to ignore him for good. Then, the boy king decidedly locked himself in his room, refusing to come out or let anyone in.

Staring at the tightly shut bedroom door, Nicholas began to grow exasperated. He didn’t have time for this, certainly not on a day when he had to drop by the company to attend an inter-continental meeting.

As such, he summoned the butler and ordered sternly, “Keep an eye on Greg, and don’t let him get up to nonsense. Call me if anything unexpected happens.”

“Yes, sir!” Andrew, the butler, said solemnly with a respectful nod.

Then, Nicholas straightened up and headed out the door. Soon, his towering figure disappeared behind the door of an exquisite Bentley idling outside, and the car pulled away from the curb, cruising away from the house.

Presently, Gregory was huddled up in his room, simmering in childish anger as he pressed against the balcony and watched his father’s car drive out of sight.

When the car disappeared entirely from view, Gregory turned and stalked back into his bedroom, then slung his Superman backpack over his tiny shoulders. After that, he sneaked out through the hole in the backyard wall and promptly deleted all the camera footage that would have recorded his escape.

had already looked up online the address where Tessa’s orchestra was supposedly based. If

hands and made a triumphant noise. “You must have underestimated me if you think you can keep me under lock

a phone application. He cleverly set the Heavenly Chorus Orchestra as his destination, which was around a startling hundred-something miles

out of the car and looked up at the entrance of the Heavenly Chorus

through the doors, then looked up at the receptionist as he asked softly, “Hello, miss, I’m here to find my

but when she

mentioned that she was a mother to such an adorable little boy. “Are you here on your

thank you, kind lady!” Gregory said cheerily, then stood

somebody was here to see her, she had thought that it could be a member of the audience from one of her shows, but what the receptionist told her was, “Miss Reinhart, your son

said, “Okay, got

the building and mistaken her for his mother. Then again, she thought it was some kind of twist of fate, so she hurried over to

reach the orchestra building, but the moment she stepped

stared at him with wide eyes, and she stood frozen

He slid off his seat with his backpack slung over his shoulders. He barreled toward her with as much

melt into a puddle. Crouching down, so she was at his eye level, she asked gently, “Sweetheart, what are

doesn’t have time to bring me to see you, so here I am on my

felt the hair on her neck stand to attention as she found herself at a sudden loss for words. I don’t know what sort of blind courage a little boy could have to make a trip all by himself here! Also, the Sawyers will be at their wits’ end when they

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