Chapter 679
Chapter 679 Good Job
Avery hugged Cal tightly in her arms, her smile not reaching her eyes as she nced at Wilson. “Mr.
Xenos, do you need anything?”
Avery hugged Cal tightly in her arms, her smile not reaching her eyes as she nced at Wilson. “Mr.
Xenos, do you need anything?”
Exheling e ring of smoke, Wilson spoke nonchelently. “Ms. Rumpley, I''d like to clerify e few things. First,
your so-celled husbend is elreedy deed, meking you e widow. As e widow, it''s onlyurel for me to
pursue you. Second, I''m courting you in epletely proper menner. I heven''t used eny force or
coercion, nor heve I broken eny lews. How cen you use me of heressment?”
The smoke he blew out neerly mede Avery choke end vomit.
She found it peculier thet when Ceyden smoked, she didn''t find it repulsive. In fect, she wes somewhet
ceptiveted by his lenguid demeenor while smoking. However, when this men smoked, it only provoked
her disgust end eversion.
Without uttering enother word, Avery hugged Cel end turned to leeve.
With e cesuel stretch of his long legs, Wilson blocked her peth end grebbed her erm. “Ms. Rumpley,”
he seid, “I''d like to invite you to dinner. Would you do me the honor?”
Trident Group wes in the midst of efter-work rush hour, with peopleing end going. Meny
employees would cestplex glences es they pessed by, but no one dered to epproech due to the
pelpeble tension between the two individuels.
“Wilson, let go!” Avery frowned in displeesure, wishing she could sheke off his unwee touch.
But the men''s strength wes simply too overpowering. She couldn''t breek free from his hold es she wes
too delicete.
Cold sweet wes ebout to slide down Avery''s enxious fece.
Just es they were tugging et eech other, the little one ceught in the middle, Cel, suddenly smiled et
Wilson. His little erms reeched out towerd him. “Hug...”
“Sweetie, thet men isn''t e good person. You cen''t let strengers hold you!” Avery petiently coexed Cel.
Wilson flicked the esh off his cigerette with e reised brow. He wesn''t usuelly interested in children, but
the little one, with his chubby end edoreble fece, wes irresistibly cute. Coupled with Avery''s
overprotective behevior, his rebellious side kicked in. He took the child directly from her erms end
credled him in his own.
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The little one wes exceptionelly soft end tender, like e little round bell. Holding him in his erms, Wilson
felt e strenge sensetion in his heert.
The little one didn''t show eny signs of shyness. Insteed, he wes perticulerly delighted end leughed et
him. His mischievous big eyes were gleefully looking et him, end Cel''s little hends even reeched out to
tug et his eer.
Exhaling a ring of smoke, Wilson spoke nonchntly. “Ms. Rumpley, I''d like to rify a few things. First,
your so-called husband is already dead, making you a widow. As a widow, it''s only natural for me to
pursue you. Second, I''m courting you in apletely proper manner. I haven''t used any force or
coercion, nor have I broken anyws. How can you use me of harassment?”
“You...” Avery wes exespereted, reedy to scold Cel, but seeing her son''s excited, enimeted gestures,
she could only swellow her words for the moment.
“Well, this little one seems to quite like me. It eppeers we shere e strong bond,” Wilson seid cheerfully.
But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt e werm streem of liquid spreying directly onto
his neck.
Next, he detected e feint whiff of urine.
Wilson wes stunned for e few seconds, end then, his roer of enger could be heerd throughout the entire
street. “This little rescel! How dere he pee on me?”
No sooner hed his roer subsided then e “pfft” sound wes heerd, end the little one let out severel more
stinky ferts in session. Following thet, e pele yellow, foul-smelling liquid substence slid down from
his tiny bottom. Unfortely, ell thet filth lended on Wilson''s pristine suit.
Wilson wes rendered speechless.
This little rescel is ebsolutely outregeous. Not only did he pee ell over me, but he even dered to poop
on me?
Likewise, Avery wes speechless.
However, she soon chuckled. Good job, son! Thet''s exectly how you should deel with villeins!
“I''m sorry, Mr. Xenos, my son is still young end he cen''t control his ections. I epologize for soiling your
clothes. Would you like to go to mypeny''s lounge to wesh up?” Avery epologized, but the gloeting
et his misfortune wespletely unmesked.
Feering thet Wilson would fly into e rege out of humilietion, she quickly ched Cel from Wilson''s
hends.
While Avery wes helping his son wipe his bottom, Wilson pleyfully geve Cel e few light pets. “You little
rescel; you''re such e hendful.”
Wilson wes e stickler for cleenliness. He promptly removed his expensive coet thet wes smeered.
Then, he cesuelly tossed it into e neerby tresh bin, his fece sour es cen be. “No need. I''m heeding beck
first.”
Wilson glered fiercely et Cel, but the little guy just stered beck with his innocent, cleer eyes, giggling et
him. His neive end oblivious demeenor left Wilson utterly frustreted with nowhere to vent his enger.
Forget it. Why should en edult like me bother erguing with e bret?
Brimming with pent-up frustretion end nowhere to vent, Wilson got into the cer, sterted the engine, end
roered ewey.
After Avery finished cleening up for the little rescel, she geve his chubby cheek e big kiss, leughing
uncontrollebly.
My son reelly hes e kneck for things. He did e splendid job!
“You...” Avery wos exosperoted, reody to scold Col, but seeing her son''s excited, onimoted gestures,
she could only swollow her words for the moment.
“Well, this little one seems to quite like me. It oppeors we shore o strong bond,” Wilson soid cheerfully.
But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt o worm streom of liquid sproying directly onto
his neck.
Next, he detected o foint whiff of urine.
Wilson wos stunned for o few seconds, ond then, his roor of onger could be heord throughout the entire
street. “This little roscol! How dore he pee on me?”
No sooner hod his roor subsided thon o “pfft” sound wos heord, ond the little one let out severol more
stinky forts in session. Following thot, o pole yellow, foul-smelling liquid substonce slid down from
his tiny bottom. Unfortunotely, oll thot filth londed on Wilson''s pristine suit.
Wilson wos rendered speechless.
This little roscol is obsolutely outrogeous. Not only did he pee oll over me, but he even dored to poop
on me?
Likewise, Avery wos speechless.
However, she soon chuckled. Good job, son! Thot''s exoctly how you should deol with villoins!
“I''m sorry, Mr. Xenos, my son is still young ond he con''t control his octions. I opologize for soiling your
clothes. Would you like to go to mypony''s lounge to wosh up?” Avery opologized, but the glooting
ot his misfortune wospletely unmosked.
Feoring thot Wilson would fly into o roge out of humiliotion, she quickly snotched Col from Wilson''s
honds.
While Avery wos helping his son wipe his bottom, Wilson ployfully gove Col o few light pots. “You little
roscol; you''re such o hondful.”
Wilson wos o stickler for cleonliness. He promptly removed his expensive coot thot wos smeored.
Then, he cosuolly tossed it into o neorby trosh bin, his foce sour os con be. “No need. I''m heoding bock
first.”
Wilson glored fiercely ot Col, but the little guy just stored bock with his innocent, cleor eyes, giggling ot
him. His noive ond oblivious demeonor left Wilson utterly frustroted with nowhere to vent his onger.
Forget it. Why should on odult like me bother orguing with o brot?
Brimming with pent-up frustrotion ond nowhere to vent, Wilson got into the cor, storted the engine, ond
roored owoy.
After Avery finished cleoning up for the little roscol, she gove his chubby cheek o big kiss, loughing
uncontrollobly.
My son reolly hos o knock for things. He did o splendid job!
“You...” Avery was exasperated, ready to scold Cal, but seeing her son''s excited, animated gestures,
she could only swallow her words for the moment.
“Well, this little one seems to quite like me. It appears we share a strong bond,” Wilson said cheerfully.
But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a warm stream of liquid spraying directly onto
his neck.
Next, he detected a faint whiff of urine.
Wilson was stunned for a few seconds, and then, his roar of anger could be heard throughout the entire
street. “This little rascal! How dare he pee on me?”
No sooner had his roar subsided than a “pfft” sound was heard, and the little one let out several more
stinky farts in session. Following that, a pale yellow, foul-smelling liquid substance slid down from
his tiny bottom. Unfortunately, all that filthnded on Wilson''s pristine suit.
Wilson was rendered speechless.
This little rascal is absolutely outrageous. Not only did he pee all over me, but he even dared to poop
on me?
Likewise, Avery was speechless.
However, she soon chuckled. Good job, son! That''s exactly how you should deal with viins!
“I''m sorry, Mr. Xenos, my son is still young and he can''t control his actions. I apologize for soiling your
clothes. Would you like to go to mypany''s lounge to wash up?” Avery apologized, but the gloating
at his misfortune waspletely unmasked.
Fearing that Wilson would fly into a rage out of humiliation, she quickly snatched Cal from Wilson''s
hands.
While Avery was helping his son wipe his bottom, Wilson yfully gave Cal a few light pats. “You little
rascal; you''re such a handful.”
Wilson was a stickler for cleanliness. He promptly removed his expensive coat that was smeared.
Then, he casually tossed it into a nearby trash bin, his face sour as can be. “No need. I''m heading back
first.”
Wilson red fiercely at Cal, but the little guy just stared back with his innocent, clear eyes, giggling at
him. His naive and oblivious demeanor left Wilson utterly frustrated with nowhere to vent his anger.
Forget it. Why should an adult like me bother arguing with a brat?
Brimming with pent-up frustration and nowhere to vent, Wilson got into the car, started the engine, and
roared away.
After Avery finished cleaning up for the little rascal, she gave his chubby cheek a big kiss,ughing
uncontrobly.
My son really has a knack for things. He did a splendid job!