GoodNovel“Hey!” Joey suddenly interrupted Victor and turned around.
“Has anyone ever told you that you talk a lot?”
“Wh… What?”
“It seems like the answer is no.
But now, there’s me,” Joey said in a cold tone, talking like an adult.
Carson had been embarrassed by the sperson several times, and that person was just a three-year-old child.
The corner of Carson’s mouth twitched slightly in annoyance.
“Hey, little guy.
Do you think that I can’t kick you out of the car right now?”
“Sure, you can do that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut what will Mr.
Sullivan and Lukas think if they hear about it?” When Joey got in the car to leave Sue Garden, he knew that Carson would have to take care of him.
After all, he had no other choice.
Carson couldn’t leave Joey or even send him back.
If they went back,
Lukas would definitely ask what had happened.
Moreover, he might have to explain it to Victor as well.
There was also a chance that Joey might exaggerate what had happened.
After all, the boy was very sly.
Carson suddenly realized that he was no match for this kid.
Hence, he just gritted his teeth and said, “Alright.
Alright…”
Holding a cushion in his arms, Joey leaned comfortably.
He saw Carson was already angry with him, so he softened his tone and said innocently, “Anyway, you clearly know who my mommy is.
So, why are you still askingif you already know the answer? I don’t get the point of asking me.
If you just want to make fun of me, maybe do something else.”
“No.
You’re mistaken…” Carson’s eyes suddenly becgloomy when he recalled Rachel’s face.
“What do you mean?” Joey’s brows furrowed as he stared at Carson with his big eyes.
With a dewp breath, Carson looked down and stared back at him.
He could clearly see that Joey’s big eyes blinked like stars, as bright as Rachel’s.
Carson then calmed down and said in a low voice,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I actually feel that you looked very familiar the first tI saw you.
When I learned that your father is Odin, I thought that must be the reason why I felt that way.
But now, I’m thinking that’s not the real reason…”
“So, what’s the real reason?” Joey turned his head and met Carson’s piercing eyes.
His voice beca little tense, and his small hands on his thighs tightened.
He was trying hard to hide his nervousness by making him appear as natural as possible.
However, he was still a kid.
Carson instantly noticed the panic in his eyes.
He then raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately, “You seem to be nervous.
What’s wrong?”
“Nervous? No, I’m not.
Why would I be?” Joey answered quickly but stiffly.
“Really? Then, why is your forehead sweating?”
Hearing this, Joey immediately used his hand to wipe his forehead.
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