Chapter 256 The Naughty Child

Had it not been for Cecilia, Nathaniel never would have imagined that the person who claimed to have saved his mother’s life would turn out to be an imposter.

Naturally, he didn’t bother to check.

As for Stella’s personal life, he never cared about it, so it was never an issue.

When Stella was taken away, he felt a gut–wrenching pain in his heart, as if he had lost his mind.

From his vantage point on the second floor, Mason found himself witnessing a side of Stella, who was usually gentle, he had never seen before.

At Seabay Villa, Jonathan was idly lounging in his room.

He knew that his mother and younger brother had left Tudela; it was just a shame that Zachary was still unwilling to let him go.

Since he is so fond of treating others as his son, it is only fair to let him experience what it feels like to be a father for a few days.

Bang! A loud noise echoed from the second floor.

Downstairs in the living room, Zachary was still chatting with Darren. Both of them seemed somewhat surprised..

Before he could even react, another series of noises echoed continuously. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Darren’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Having a child. does make one’s life different.”

Zachary set down the wine glass he was holding.

“Since Nathaniel isn’t coming, you’re on your own.”

teach the little rascal a

to find a volleyball to play with. He was having a great time, although it resulted in

a single piece of porcelain decor in the house had escaped

“What are you doing?”

moment, the ball

as if he had only just

not

volleyball and promptly tossed

do

to be only four or five years old.

the extent of

that Jonathan was stirring his tomato

you want

Zachary could finish his sentence, Jonathan looked at him calmly. “I know you want to hit me. Go ahead and hit me if you want even though you said you’re my father and

hearing these words, had nothing but

go upstairs to change

the cloakroom, he was shocked to find that his clothes were all filled with snow, which had now mostly

at the door. “I put the snowman in there, did

over, Jonathan immediately retreated to his own

bed, he casually picked up a book and began

An hour later.

“Mr. Zachary?”

“What’s the matter?”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Then don’t sleep.”

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