Chapter 110 Luke The Unqualified Father

Luke tightened his grip on the steering wheel while his other hand had a cigarette in between his fingers. He put his arm out the window not to put out the ash but to wave at his son to come over.

The little guy ignorantly walked over.

Luke looked at his son with a deep look. "Do you think that she'll be your mommy just because you ask her to?"

The little guy scratched his head with confusion. When he realized what Daddy meant, he pouted. He realized what reality was and lowered his head in disappointment. "I get it. She doesn't want to be our mommy." 1

When he saw how disappointed his son looked, he furrowed his brows and looked at the sky far in the distance. His thin lips parted as he took a drag of his cigarette.

His kid was no longer blocking his car, so the black Range Rover drove off.

When the little guy got to the living room, he sat his butt on the sofa as he swung the tiny slippers off his feet sadly. 1

'What happened? Why the sad face?" Louis, who had been in hiding, finally came out with a confused look. He did not know what happened at home while he was gone.

'Could it be that the complicated plan to jump off the building was found out?1

"Aunt Bea never wanted to be our mommy," as Blanche said that, his entire face drooped. His face twisted, then dropped down like a sack of potatoes.

He acted as if he was an orphan who no one wanted.

Louis analyzed the situation according to an adult's thinking. It could only mean that Bea was still angry at Luke. 'Are the two of them continuing their cold war?'

If a kid jumping off the building did not fix the issue, it must mean that Luke was not being a good man. Perhaps, he was not a good man to her.

'Is it so hard to admit your wrongdoings to your woman?’

"What are you crying for? Blame your daddy's insensitivity. He's like a block of ice!"

Louis had nothing to do for the entire day. He woke up wondering where he should go to have fun. However, it seemed like he did not need to think about where to go anymore and decided that he would focus on solving Luke’s problem.

at his uncle as if he had

the responsibility was

put him at her doorstep. He thought

moved to a new place

out, I’ll send you over there. You can't count

"Aunt Bea’s going on a

blind date? Who told

’Daddy told us...”

nephew, the sound

of them looked

black Bentley RV was parked in front of the manor. The person who got out of the

walked in, he nodded to Louis before asking Blanche, "Young Master Blanche, where do you wish to go today? Tell me your heart's deepest desires and

Louis heard what he said, he thought about it for around two

as he glanced at his uncle. He got the

to look

did not know how to

He said, "After finishing the work at hand, go to

Jason understood their situation.

did not have a mother by their side since they were born, and neither did they have a great-grandma. Moreover, they did not have any close female relatives either. The only female relative they had was Grandma who put her sole focus on fashion and

spent more time outside with the renowned wealthy ladies

boss was a very cold man whether it was toward outsiders or his own family, as

the order from his boss, Jason put down his work and rushed over quickly because the boss rarely compromised the care given to the

for only then would they be satisfied, in these five something years, the boss had a hard time initiating the first step to show that sort of love. Therefore, it was

to accompany the kids to have fun outside -Not

his boss in years. He thought that it

"Of course, you can see Aunt Bea, but have you guys

and looked at his uncle with his

called Jason over and turned him around as he whispered, "You know how my brother is. He always gives the impression of a cold-blooded and ruthless man. It’s quite annoying. Recently, Bea had a fight with Luke, and since my brother doesn’t want to step down, they're currently in this cold

Jason looked surprised.

a cold war with

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