His team

Chapter 74

“He’d be walking in no time,” Mr Grigor said, walking into the nursery.

“Yes,” Kan said, smiling proudly as he looked down at his son and his blond, blond hair.

He looked back up to see Mr Grigor watching him, and not for the first time, he felt unsettled around this man and his penetrative gaze. 

The man always brought to mind a scientist bent over his laboratory desk with a magnifying glass. 

He wondered what the man saw in him. 

Most importantly, he wondered what the man thought of him.

“He is growing quickly.”

“He sure is.” Kan smiled again. “Tall like his pappy.” Oliver appeared bored already, and was shimmying down his body, so Kan lowered him to the floor.

When he looked back up, there was a look on the old man’s face that sent a strange feeling around his body. 

Ariel could not have told him the truth about Oliver’s paternity, could she?

Why was he looking at him that way now? 

He could not quite describe the emotion in the man’s eyes, but it was almost like the raised eyebrow look one would give a fake luxury wristwatch. 

An amused curiosity at how it was made to look like the real deal.

“You’ll agree, don’t you.” He decided to press, and the man smiled amiably. “He does have your hair, and those long legs.”

Kan smiled at him, although he felt confusion within.

“I was thinking you could convince your wife to let the child out,” he said.

“What?”

“He is more than one year old and has never been out of the house, he has not interacted with other children and has no idea what nature looks like outside your mansion.”

Kan frowned now, was the man trying to give unsolicited advice on how to raise his son?

“Adequate provisions have been made for the absence of these necessities.” He sighed, and looked away.

“Experiencing these things through a screen is not the same as a first-hand experience. If you are raising him to be the next chairman, his mental development is crucial, don’t you think?”

Kan smiled, “You sound like his pediatrician,” he said, resisting the urge to ask what he knew about babies when he abandoned his only daughter while she was still in the belly.

“Then you should listen to me,” Mr Grigor said, and Kan turned to him with surprise, but the man’s hooded eyes were crinkling at the corner, and Kan could not help smiling.

Maybe he liked this man after all. 

He could live with a man like this on his team. 

His eyes picked up the man’s appearance, and he got an idea. 

Nothing would make Ariel happier than seeing the people she loved being well taken care of, and if he was going to win her heart and keep her by his side, he would need this man.

“You are right,” he said out loud, nodding. “I am thinking, a boys' day out? We will only go to private places, of course. But maybe the little man needs air after all.” 

His eyes followed Oliver, who had long gone back to playing with his train.

He smiled as he thought this boy was the future of all of them. 

Oliver just somehow managed to have a connection to all the important families, and he was heir to both the Sullivan and Tucker fortunes. 

To get full rights to manage his estate after his reveal, Kan had legally married Ariel and signed Oliver's birth certificate as his father.

The Tucker inheritance law had no clause. Oliver, regardless of who he called his father, was heir to that fortune as long as they could prove that he was the baby in Ariel’s womb at the time the inheritance will was made.

And for the years before he became an adult, Kan, as his parent would manage his wealth, and mold him into a full Sullivan.

Oliver was an investment, and when the time came, the ROI would be huge. 

This was the boy who would finally merge the group of companies as one, and although he was a Tucker by blood, he would be a Sullivan through and through, hate the Tuckers and only be loyal to the Sullivan family, his real family.

He picked him up and kissed his cheek soundly. 

Then he finally turned around to his nanny who had been standing quietly in a corner the whole time, “Get him dressed.”

He saw the fear and hesitation in the young woman’s eyes. Ariel would lose her pearls when she heard this. 

But this was as much his son as he was hers, and he was doing what was best for their child.

If she had not insisted that she had to make sure Ophelia was at a place where she would not be able to harm Oliver; jail or grave, he would have revealed their son to the world already.

But her father was right. 

It was not healthy for the child to be locked in all day.

He glared at the nanny now, and she hastily took Oliver from him and took him to the changing table. 

“What do you plan to do with the press?” Mr Grigor said, as they walked towards the garage some time later. “The Chairman stepping out with a baby would make the front page.”

“Do I look like the chairman?” Kan asked, turning to the old man, and the man looked at him in the black hoodie and sweatpants, and then at Oliver in his arms in a brown panda coat that had little ears sticking from the cap.

He chuckled, and shook his head.

“I am just a normal guy out spending the day with my son and father-in-law.” He walked towards the SUV only his guards ever rode and stood back as one of them fixed the carseat in the back.