Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! - Chapter 440:
Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Great-grandson turns into a scumbag man
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With a competitor now present, the crisis awareness of the Old Master was roused all the more.
He couldn’t delay any longer, so he stated directly to Morgan, “Morgan, my dear, you’re my little cuttie. Great Grandfather likes you the most! Absolutely no one else!”
Having said that, he proudly provoked the Old Madam.
He simply didn’t have any of the Old Madam’s problems.
Victoria Wheeler couldn’t come asking who he liked most.
Old Madam:
Morgan, thrilled and covering his face, wriggled around in the Old Master’s arms: “Then, Great Grandfather, you should be world’s best to me.”
The Old Master laughed heartily and seemed extraordinarily satisfied.
Once he had put it in words, what was there to be shy about?
His face was shaking with laughter.
He would be the best in the world for Morgan, let the Old Madam go play with Victoria Wheeler!
The Old Madam grieved in her heart. Feeling frustrated, she told Victoria Wheeler: “This is all because of you!”
She had completely lost to Morgan!
“Mum, don’t be upset. Look at me.” Victoria Wheeler said softly to the Old Madam.
Then she asked Morgan, “Morgan, do you love Great Grandfather the most then?”
The Old Madam’s heart clenched, thinking her daughter-in-law was being extremely wicked!
What was Morgan supposed to answer?
Morgan must have loved Cindy Clarke the most!
Cindy Clarke was his mum. She had painstakingly raised him since he was a child, both were heavily reliant on each other.
Such feelings, they were irreplaceable.
However, without even a second of hesitation Morgan replied, “Of course it’s Great Grandfather! I’ve said that I’m the best in the world with Great Grandfather.”
After uttering those words, he stealthily winked twice at Cindy Clarke.
This signified all this was just an act for effect, it should not be taken seriously.
His favorite was still Cindy!
Cindy Clarke:
Where did this young one learn this tactic from?
Victoria Wheeler:
Helplessly, Victoria Wheeler looked towards the Old Madam.
This seemed like the plot from the day of the competition when she was in the audience; it was the Old Madam’s tactic.
She hadn’t expected Morgan to learn it.
Old Madam:
She couldn’t help but facepalm.
She was really scared that her great-grandson was turning into one of those scumbag men.
Their Zhekova Family couldn’t produce any scumbags.
Of course, the Old Master saw Morgan’s mischievous glance at Cindy Clarke.
Very cunning.
Who was the Old Master? His old, wise mind possessed an amount of knowledge that Morgan couldn’t possibly hide from him.
But the Old Master was overjoyed, thinking that Morgan was clever!
Being a little cunning was good, then he wouldn’t be taken advantage of.
Indeed, their Zhekova Family had a promising generation coming up!
The Old Master chuckled to himself, thinking that there was no fault to be found with his great-grandson.
“Cindy Clarke,” the Old Master called.
“Grandfather,” Cindy Clarke responded immediately.
With the brilliant assistance of the young one, the Old Master was won over in just a little while.
“You’ve done a great job raising Morgan,” the Old Master said warmly. “He’s clever, lively and adorable. He has such a sunny personality. One look and you can tell he’s a child who hasn’t suffered hardship before.”
If he’d tasted hardship, how could a child laugh so freely?
Morgan’s eyes seemed filled with freedom from worries.
There wasn’t a bit of gloom, no worries about life or about Cindy Clarke.
All because their life was simply so good.
Morgan bloomed like a jade carving. Looking at him you could tell he wasn’t malnourished.
“Thank you, Cindy Clarke, for giving birth to Morgan and raising him so well.” Smiling, the Old Master said.
Looking down, his eyes filled with kindness as he looked at Morgan.
“Otherwise, where could we find such an adorable child,” the Old Master sighed.
