This Version Of His Son.

I want a new mom.

Malcolm couldn’t hide his shock. His son had never made such a request. Never.

  “Did Granny talk you into this?” This must definitely be the handiwork of his matchmaker of a mother who wouldn’t stop nagging him to get married again—an experience he doesn’t ever want to go through.

Right now, all he cared about was making money. And more money.

He was literarily married to his money.

The small boy shook his head in a negative answer, his cute puppy eyes very irresistible. He couldn’t sleep the entire night. even when he slept, it was his new friend that occupied his dream. He had grown to like her. There was something about her he just couldn’t resist. He only wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. He wanted to look at her as his family.

  “I want a mom.” He had this determination in his eyes that kinda scared his father.

Malcolm grinned, “Let me guess, you met someone?”

Bryan’s eyes darkened. He wasn’t used to discussing his personal life with his father. He didn’t want to. “Are you going to grant my request?”

Malcolm looked at his son who was acting just like him that moment. No. he definitely wasn’t this cold—or was he?

  “I’ll think about it.”

But Bryan wouldn’t hear of it. “I need a yes or a no.”

Malcolm’s aura turned chilly, “To your room now, young boy!”

Bryan twitched and stood up, his expression not changing for a bit. That was typical of his father especially when he wanted to avoid a discussion. Glaring hard at him one last time, he turned and stomped to his room making sure to bang the door hard behind him. Somehow, he knew his father wouldn’t easily agree to this madness of a decision but he was willing to do anything to get a yes—even if it meant acting repentant and obeying every word his father said.

Malcolm sighed, closing his laptop shut. He couldn’t work; not when Bryan’s words came taunting him. Ever since Bryan grew big enough to understand what his mother did, he hadn’t talked about her or anyone of the opposite gender. Even the nannies he got for him all quit their jobs within a week because he made them miserable on purpose. And now, he was asking for a mother. He tried to imagine who this new friend of his son is. She must be a very high class person to be able to change his son’s steel heart. Well, he was going to find out who she was.

  “Good morning, Dad.” Bryan’s chubby voice woke Malcolm who was still asleep on a king size bed dressed in white sheets. Malcolm opened his eyes and saw his son standing beside him with a tray containing breakfast in his palm.

He was amused. “I know what you’re trying to do, Bryan. And you can stop now.”

Bryan flashed a smile, “I brought you breakfast.”

Malcolm knew Bryan only needed something from him, “What do you want, Bryan? You are only like this when you want something.”

His little eyes brightened, “A mom. I want a mom.”

Not again!

  “I’m still thinking.”

For a minute, his bright face turned dull. “Please say yes, okay?”

Malcolm snickered. He definitely loved this version of his son