Camille's words made Evelyn reflect on her interactions with Nathan ever since he learned she was his mother. After mulling it over, she concluded that while Nathan had done his duty as a filial son, he also spoke his mind freely—sometimes a little too freely. Why? Was he, as Camille suggested, simply being rebellious, deliberately seeking her attention with his provocative words? "Besides," Camille pointed out, "you have not one, but two sons. You recognized Quentin earlier, and naturally, your bond with him is stronger. Nathan, being acknowledged later, coupled with your inherent bias against him, certainly feels overshadowed by Quentin in your heart. I've heard they've been competing since childhood, and Nathan, being a favored child, is not content to be left behind." Evelyn fell silent upon hearing this. Reflecting on Nathan's actions, she began to see the logic in Camille's analysis. Was Nathan's contrariness just a way to catch her attention? "Why though?" she pondered. "Des

Hearing that familiar voice, Evelyn turned, and indeed, it was the mischievous little Red Boy from yesterday. Today, he was not in his red swimsuit but a tiny powder-blue suit with a little pink bow tie. The outfit accentuated his ivory complexion and delicate features, making him look irresistibly adorable.The little boy gazed at Evelyn with his big, clear eyes, tilting his head and pursing his pink lips as he scrutinized her. Despite his cuteness, the memory of his antics and tattling to his father kept Evelyn's face stern, feigning indifference.Nathan and Quentin's expressions also soured at the sight of the boy. It was embarrassing enough trying to evade their youthful mother's plans, like two schoolboys shirking responsibility, but to be mocked by a mere child?Quentin looked at the boy with narrowed eyes and asked coolly, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"As for Nathan, his phoenix eyes glinted as he demanded, "Kid, identify yourself. What brings you here? Speak up!"

The lights in the room were orange, casting a dreamy pink hue on the table, enveloping the delicate and petite gift box in a magical light.Inside the box was a pair of cufflinks, made of the unique double-cut yellow gold crystal found only in the romantic city. They were translucent and exquisite, radiating a dazzling glow under the lights.Nathan held his chin in his hand, his long narrowed eyes carefully examining the cufflinks on the table. The box was the same brand and style, but the cufflinks were different, perfectly suited to him.In other words, even before he called her "Mom" and she accompanied him home, she had already bought these cufflinks for him.Nathan's heart was wrapped in a sweet and warm feeling he had never experienced before.He never lacked these small things. Every season, major brands and high-end custom designers would send what he needed to his villa for him to select, and his assistant would help him coordinate various clothing and accessories.Rubbing hi

Upon hearing the commotion, Evelyn hurriedly rushed to the room next door. To her surprise, she found Quentin sitting by Nathan's bed, while Nathan stood next to him. Both of them wore innocent expressions as if nothing had happened.Confused, Evelyn asked, "What's going on? Quentin, why are you in Nathan's room?"Quentin's face tensed up, and Nathan quickly shook his head, both denying any wrongdoing. "No, we didn't fight!"Evelyn raised an eyebrow, suspicious of their synchronized denial. "Then why are you in Nathan's room?"Quentin paused for a moment before he managed to come up with an excuse. "I just wanted to check up on him, to make sure he was okay. I was concerned about him."Nathan nodded in agreement. "Yes, he came to see if I was alright. He cares about me."Evelyn furrowed her brows, questioning their sincerity. "Are you hiding something from me? I can't stand children who lie, you know."As she spoke, she clenched her fist in determination.Both sons fell silent, refusi

Nathan had emerged as the clear victor, happily inviting his mother into his luxurious car and helping her fasten her seatbelt. "Mom, our house has also hired a Michelin-star chef, who has worked at Michelin for ten years. You can order whatever you want to eat, and we can have it when we get home."Of course, he wouldn't mention that he had been pressuring Zhuge, the butler, through WhatsApp for the past few days to find a Michelin-star chef. Finally, they had succeeded in hiring one.Upon hearing this, Evelyn exclaimed with joy, "Will he be able to cook the same dishes as Quentin's house?"Nathan replied confidently, "Of course."Camille, who had also gotten into the car, fastened her seatbelt herself. She didn't have the privilege of enjoying the filial piety from her own son, unlike Evelyn. When she heard about the Michelin-star chef and the upcoming fashion brands, she sighed with satisfaction.Evelyn was the luckiest woman she had ever met. Those who married into wealthy familie