Chapter 21


    The zing midday sun shone through the ss door. The tall and muscr man walked forward in


    the golden sunlight. His footsteps were firm and steady.


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    He had an extraordinary disposition that seemed regal and noble. No one dared to look directly at


    him.


    All the receptionists were gawking at him. "Oh my God! Are we dreaming?"


    Augustine Giltstone...


    The man who walked through the door was really him. As the world''s most eligible bachelor stood in


    front of them, the receptionists felt a sense of incredulity.


    "I am looking for a woman who brings her child to work here." They heard his low and seductive


    voice ask.


    The receptionists were almost fainting from being mesmerized, and they almost forgot to answer


    him.


    Augustine narrowed his eyes and he knocked the counter violently with his slender fingers in a


    dissatisfied manner. It was obvious that he was feeling impatient.


    One of the receptionists immediately came to her senses and said, "Mr. Giltstone, you may be


    looking for Miss Vivianna Carlewood, our chief designer. She is the only one who brings her child


    here to work."


    "Is she not at thepany right now?" Augustine narrowed his eyes and asked in his deep voice.


    Was this woman so irresponsible while raising Augustine''s child? How could she allow him to run


    around on his own while she worked?


    D*mn it, this woman didn''t deserve to bear his child at all.


    "Are you looking for Designer Carlewood? I''m sorry, she''s not at thepany right now. She has


    gone out to attend to some business today."


    "What about her child?" Augustine''s eyebrows were furrowed.


    "I heard that he''s at home today!" One of the receptionists answered quickly.


    "Give me her address!" He ordered.


    It was against thepany policy to reveal the residential addresses of the employees. The


    receptionists were not allowed to do so.


    However, this man was Augustine Giltstone after all! Any woman couldn''t refuse any of his orders,


    as they would not be able to resist his maic charm.


    At this time, a receptionist bent over quickly and wrote down Vivianna''s address and her unit


    number on a piece of paper.


    "This is Designer Carlewood''s address."


    Augustine took a look at it and he replied politely, "Thank you."


    In this instant, the four receptionists were huddled together. They were so thrilled by the incident


    that they were at a loss.


    Not only did they see Augustine in person, but he also thanked them with his low and maic


    voice. How could they not be excited?


    Augustine left the jewelry design office with Yazlynn in tow. Augustine walked to his car. It was a


    limited edition sports car. Yazlynn was lucky enough to get to sit in the passenger seat.


    "Boss, are you really going to meet this child? What''s the rtionship between this child and


    yourself?" Yazlynn lied. Although she knew the answer to this question, she could not reveal her


    knowledge.


    "He is my son." Augustine told her the truth.


    "Oh my God! Is he your son, Sir? No wonder he looks so simr to you. He''s a chip off the old


    block," she said.


    Augustine was pleased at Yazlynn''sment. He smiled and he stepped on the gas pedal fiercely.


    He was so eager to see his child. His excitement was beyond words.


    In Vivianna''s house, Winslow and Zephaniah were attempting toplete some jigsaw puzzles. It


    was a pity that a twenty-four-year-old woman like her could not win a three-year-old child at such a


    game! What a joke!


    "I''m done with my puzzle. Miss Winslow, why haven''t youpleted yours?" The little guy asked in


    surprise.


    "Zeph, you must be a genius! How can you be so smart? This is unfair!" Winslow was astounded,


    and she felt like crying in exasperation.


    "Miss Winslow, you can do it! I''m sure you can finish the puzzle. Do you want me to teach you?"


    Zephaniah suggested.


    Winslow shook her head and said, "Forget it, let''s y chequers."


    The little guy became excited and said, "Okay! I like to y chequers very much."


    In the parking lot of the residential area, an expensive sports car pulled over. Yazlynn had the


    address of the location in her hand. She had a good sense of direction, so she walked to one side


    and said to Augustine, "Boss, it''s right here."