Today, Lane Mansion was livelier than ever before.

Malcolm's little face turned red as he angrily pointed at Noah.

The others exchanged glances, shocked that Marlene had said such things to the child in private.

Marlene felt embarrassed. "Malcolm, don't talk nonsense. I only said that Uncle Xav's wife isn't around, so they don't have children."

Malcolm, a mere child, couldn't fathom the complexities of adult conversation. He promptly countered, "That's not true. Mom, didn't you say before that Uncle Xav wasn't normal and couldn't have children?" Marlene wished she could smack her son. "You misheard me."

Malcolm didn't care. He ran to Clifford, grabbing his hand. "Great-Grandpa, chase this feral boy away. He's not one of us at all. He's only here to swindle me out of my rightful inheritance."

He pointed menacingly at Noah. "I'm the future heir of the Lanes! Don't even think about it. I'll kill you if you try! Believe me!"

Noah's mouth was covered as he watched Malcolm, the brat, wreak havoc. His eyes were filled with disdain.

Zachary had been right. Malcolm was nothing more than a four-year-old brat. What a lack of competitiveness!

off Malcolm's words, it

shocked to hear the latter utter such a threat. And all this talk about heirs-there was no way a four-year-old could know

the situation finally dawned on Zayden and Marlene.

ordered, "Get him out of my

"Right away!"

To Malcolm's astonishment, Clifford,

was so

as he looked at Noah while he

carried on with their insincere

Shannon were genuinely happy

bit later, he could've seen

boy down now. It

might say something inappropriate again and didn't release him. Instead, he said, "We

He'd be damned if he let his bastard father have

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