My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 9


    My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 9–Gregory has disappeared


    At the Sawyer Group, Nichs was still in the meeting when he received a call from Andrew. As soon


    as he heard that Gregory was missing, he jumped up and stalked out of the conference room with a


    steely expression, announcing through gritted teeth:


    -Fired!


    He couldn’t hide his anger and hostility. “This is pure ipetence! What’s the point of keeping staff if


    they can’t even keep an eye on a small child?”


    He seemed more mutinous than a few seconds ago when he got into his car. Just as he was about to


    run back to the mansion, his phone rang with an intrusive trill.


    It was an unknown number, Nichs noted, but he was so stunned that he made a mistake and


    answered the call instead of rejecting it.


    As soon as the call connected, an awkward female voice filled the other line, stuttering:


    “H-Hello, President Sawyer. It’s me, Tessa, the violinist who performed at young Mr. Gregory’s birthday


    banquet the other day. Do you still remember me?


    She didn’t hear any response, but what she did hear was her heart pounding in her chest. She wasn’t


    presumptuous enough to think that Nichs would remember her after their brief encounter on the


    yacht, but then again, that wasn’t her priority.


    Clearing his throat, he immediately exined:


    “President Sawyer, Gregory hase to the orchestra building looking for me. I was worried that you


    might be looking for him, so I thought I’d give you a call. If it’s not too much trouble, could youe


    and take the little one home?


    Nichs’s gaze darkened at that and he said coldly:


    -I see. I’ll go right now. Thank you.” Then she decisively hung up the phone and called her assistant,


    blurting out irritably, “Get all the information you can about a woman named Tessa Reinhart right now:


    her childhood, her achievements in school, all the details! there is to know about her!


    Putting away her phone, she stepped on the elerator and headed for the orchestra building.


    …


    At the speed at which he was driving, Nichs managed to reach the building in record time, taking


    just over an hour toplete the journey, which was otherwise two hours.


    When he burst into the main entrance of the building, anyone could see the stormy look on his


    face. Seeing him, she Tessa straightened up and greeted him stiffly and awkwardly:


    “President Sawyer!”


    Trevor, for his part, seemed agitated as he kept quiet, not even daring to let out a sigh.


    In stark contrast to their fidgety demeanors, Gregory was sitting up, his little legs dangling over the


    edge of the chair as he seemed very rxed.


    The vein near Nichs’s temple throbbed with dangerous intensity, and his voice sounded somewhat


    disembodied, as if it came from the depths of hell, as he demanded icily:


    —Gregory. Sawyer. I don’t know where you keep all that audacity, but how dare you run away from


    home!


    Tessa and Trevor jumped at the thunderous volume of his voice. Gregory, however, seemed very calm


    as he haughtily turned his head and sneered:


    “It’s not my fault you didn’t keep your promises, Dad. You told me you would take me to see the fair


    lady, but you went back on your word, so I have no choice but toe here alone.” He spoke softly,


    but that did little to hinder the pain and usation in his words.


    Nichs was surprised by his son’s protest, and for a second he wasn’t sure he had the right to


    argue. He couldn’t deny that he had been making excuses to Gregory, hoping that he would end up


    forgetting the promise, though he couldn’t admit it. Therefore, he took a deep breath and approached


    him, with the intention of making him see reason.


    “You have to be more tolerant with me.” I’ve been very busy at work, but I tried to free up my schedule


    to bring you to see Miss Reinhart. You shouldn’t have run away from home. We were all very worried.


    “Ha!” Gregory sneered, then added scornfully, “As if I’d believe you.” You’ve been cooped up at home


    for the past three days, so don’t tell me you were busy working! Don’t think I don’t know that you see


    me as a silly child who swallows your lies. I am already four years old and I was not born


    yesterday. You can’t keep making up lies to please me.


    Amused by this, Tessa sighed aloud before she could stop herself.


    Meanwhile, Nichs blinked in surprise, but he was amused as well. The rage that had welled up in


    him seemed to disappear after the little boy’s grumble. Once calmed down, he continued to cajole the


    boy, saying:


    “Well, now that you’ve seen the prettydy the way you wanted, don’t you think it’s time you came


    home with me?”


    Of course, Gregory refused to entertain the idea of leaving, given the herculean effort he had put into


    finding his favorite beautifuldy. He slid off his seat and bumped into Tessa on her little legs, then


    taunted his father once more as he blurted out:


    “You can go home on your own if you want, but I want to stay here with the beautifuldy.” I do not n


    to return.


    As soon as she finished her announcement, she wrapped her little arms around Tessa’s leg like a


    stubborn baby sloth.


    At that moment, Nichs’s gaze flicked to Tessa, eyes so cold and dark they evoked a barren winter


    land, but with a quizzical glint in them.


    Tessa nched and got a little nervous. Knowing that Gregory was throwing a childish fit, she joined


    Nichs’s efforts to change the boy’s mind:


    “Honey, I know you like me very much and I’m ttered.” But this is not the correct way to do


    it. Besides, I still have work to do, right, Mr. Oswald? He shot Trevor a meaningful look. Trevor had no


    idea what was going on at the time, but he yed along as he hesitantly murmured,


    “O-Oh, yes, that’s right, young Mr. Gregory—our Tessa still has a lot of work lined up for her today, and


    she won’t be able to keep youpany.”


    Disappointed upon hearing this, Gregory sadly lowered his head as he muttered:


    -Oh good…. —However, she had notpletely given up. He bit his bottom lip, then looked at Tessa


    with bright eyes as she asked, “Then maybe we can have lunch together.” What are you saying?


    “Well…” Tessa braced herself for another rejection, but seeing the pitiful appearance of the little boy,


    she didn’t dare say no. Then she saw Nichs’s dangerous expression and thought, There’s no way


    I’m going to ept this. So she sighed and said firmly, “I don’t think that’s going to work, honey.”


    Hearing that, Gregory whimpered, his eyes reddening as tears glistened in them. His shell pink lips


    were trembling and he looked like he was going to cry at any moment.


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    Tessa’s heart sank at this, and she gave Nichs a pleading look, hoping he might step in and calm


    him down. He looked just as stricken as she pinched her brow, giving in to his son’s tantrum.


    “So, will you promise toe home with me right after lunch?”


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