Chapter 535


    “Sir, I’ll share my candy with you. Will you let us go then?” Elowen’s big eyes were brimming with tears,


    making her look irresistibly adorable..


    The two bodyguards didn’t want to be the bad guys in front of a four-year-old, but without Lysander’s


    orders, they wouldn’t dare to act independently.


    Their faces remained professionally expressionless, like two sturdy oak trees blocking the doorway,


    denying any exit.


    Inside the room, Atticus heard Dorian calling for their mother and assumed she had arrived.


    He flung open the door, stepping out with anticipation and excitement. Instead of finding their mother,


    he saw his siblings being stopped by the bodyguards.


    Atticus was smart. He quickly understood what was going on.


    He strode over to Lysander. His youthful face was serious. He began to negotiate, “What do you want


    in exchange for letting us see our mother?”


    Did that little guy dare to use the same tactics against him that he used to appease them?


    Was he being outmaneuvered by a child?


    That boy was just too much like him. Even their personalities were simr.


    Lysander looked at him with deep-set eyes, raising an eyebrow, “What can a four-year-old possibly


    offer? Only the powerful can negotiate. Do you understand? It’s like when you want a tablet, I can give


    you the best one. I can give you ten, a hundred, or as many as you like. All you have to do is behave


    and stop making a fuss.”


    Atticus puffed up his chest. His young eyes were cold but determined as he met Lysander’s gaze, “I


    don’t want your tablet. Will you give us back our mother?”


    Lysander was slightly taken aback.


    Was the tablet then a bargaining chip for him?


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    Was the boy trying to pull a fast one?


    But then, the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile, “Whether you get to see your mother depends


    on your behavior.”


    “What kind of behavior?” Atticus asked eagerly, seeing a glimmer of hope.


    Lysander gestured towards the food on the table, “Start by eating your breakfast.”


    Seeing his siblings return to the table, Atticus quickly joined them, eating heartily.


    They knew they had to eat well and behave to see their mother.


    Lysander watched them, and his eyes softened as he took in their chubby, baby faces. Seeing them all


    eating heartily brought a small smile to his face.


    Being a father wasn’t as difficult as he thought. As long as he used the right methods, he could get the


    children to eat.


    For the first time, Lysander felt a sense of achievement.


    That feeling of aplishment was different from the thrill of making money in business.


    When it came to money and projects, Lysander had long be numb.


    But with his children, even just getting them to eat breakfast felt more satisfying than earning billions.


    Lysander picked up his fork, eating his breakfast with grace.


    Fitch, noticing the sudden shift from tension to harmony, breathed a sigh of relief.


    “I’m done!” Atticus was the first to finish, pushing his empty te forward to prove that he wasn’t lying.


    “Can we see mom now?” he asked hopefully


    “I’m done too. I want to see mom.” Dorian hurriedly swallowed hisst mouthful of food, eagerly


    presenting his empty te as proof.


    “Me… me too. I miss mom…” Elowen managed to speak through a mouthful of food.


    “I’m done too. I’m going to find mom.” Sophia put down her te and jumped off her chair, rushing


    towards the door.


    The other three followed suit, all racing out of the room.