Chapter 521 A Family Of Three.

Elvis stood tall and handsome at the door of the room. His white shirt was pulled from his trousers. He was extraordinarily handsome.

For a man his age, the past three years had accumulated all of his sharpness and savagery. His status and wealth had superimposed his indescribable masculine charm. Now Elvis had achieved all that there were for a human to achieve.

In the past three years, tons of women had flocked around him.

The maids all blushed quietly.

With a bang, the door opened immediately Elvis kicked it.

He raised legs and walked in. Little Nathan laid on the bed, he covered his body with a blanket, and one could not even see his little head.

“Nathan, your skin is itchy, isn’t it?”

Elvis’s knees were on the side of the bed, and he lifted up the quilt.

All his patience had been exhausted. He had been taking care of this son for the past three years.

But the last time he saw Olive in the Emperor’s Clubhouse, her charming little face was fresher than a rose petal, and she even went out to show off how she looked.

In fact, he had thought about her previous sickness. Back then, the old woman was so fierce and violent, but now she seemed to be completely healed.

However, in the past three years, she had returned to Visionary, and had met her mother, Joyce Brown. She must have been healed by Joyce.

Elvis rudely threw away the blanket, and tapped Nathan’s buttocks.

At this moment, the painting in Nathan’s hands fell onto the bed sheet.

Elvis’s narrow and deep eyes fell on the drawing paper for a while. “What is this?” he asked.

returned home, he locked himself in the room so that no

A slender and pretty woman with long fluffy hair led a little boy for a walk in

tell that the little boy was Nathan himself, and the woman was

mother in the drawing

was exactly

on Elvis’s face. “Nathan, what are you drawing?” he probed

quickly raised his big black eyes and looked at his father. He knew that his father did not like any topic about his mother. No matter who mentioned his mother, he knew that his father would lose his

the painting and hid it

he saw his son’s careful movements. He still remembered the first time he was furious

Afterwards, Nathan was so frightened that he hid in the corner of the room. When Elvis went

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two years, Nathan had gotten older. But searching through his memories, Elvis could not remember a time when

front of him.

really longed for his mother. He needed the company of

sake of his father,

and his inability to speak were directly related to

to cut off the

had originally planned to

of the bed. He stretched out his hand and took out the painting. Then he frowned

you painting? It’s just

suddenly lit up. He looked at his

his mother.

quickly took out his paintbrush and added his father to

furrowed deeper. He looked at himself in the painting. He was

this

a bad temper and said, “Get up, get out of

quickly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom

Aunt Layla help you wash,” Elvis

a boy and Aunty Layla was a girl. Boys and girls could not

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