radicalducati Chapter 75
Chapter 75
"Alright." The butler responded and walked over to the landline, sneaking a glance back at Dominic.
Why did he feel like the usually composed master was distracted today?
Could it be because Miss Elle was also here?
Miss Elle was very cute, and he liked looking at her. When Miss Elle came back later, would the master vent his anger on Miss Elle because of the former Mrs. Carter?
The butler worried as he picked up the receiver, but then he heard voices coming from outside the courtyard.
"Elle, dinosaurs are very cute. How can you not like dinosaurs? Mommy said we should respect our friends' interests, just like how you like Snow White and I won't say you're childish."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. You're a good brother."
The lively and childish voices of the two children could be heard even from a distance.
Following their voices were the old lady's hearty laughter and her worried reminders, "Be careful, don't fall."
"Great-grandma, don't worry, he can walk even with his eyes closed, he won't fall."
"Sir, Old Madam and the young master are back." The butler put down the receiver upon hearing the voices, wearing a smile on his face. "The young master seems very happy today, talking more than usual. It should be because Miss Elle is here."
Dominic glanced at the butler but said nothing, simply getting up from the sofa.
The butler was surprised. Was the master going to personally greet Old Madam and the young master?
The master's attitude towards the young master was fine, but towards Madam, he had always been cold. Seeing him going out to greet them in person, he seemed so eager, something the butler had never seen before.
Could it be that he was going out to discipline Miss Elle?
The butler's mind was filled with a mix of gossip and worry as he followed Dominic out of the main house.
The yard was brightly lit by the streetlights.
Leading the way was a little boy, looking adorable and chubby. He carried a large tyrannosaurus rex on his shoulder, looking like a little general ready for battle. He exuded an air of grandeur.
Was this really their young master?
The butler couldn't help but doubt.
Their young master had always been very concerned about his appearance. How did he suddenly change so much?
If their etiquette teacher saw the young master's current appearance, he would probably faint from shock.
But he couldn't help but admit that the young master's lively appearance now was even cuter than when he was sulking.
After all, children should be lively to be healthy.
The butler sighed and noticed that their master's gaze had already shifted from the young master to Miss Elle behind them.
Miss Elle was wearing a pink princess dress, holding a Snow White doll of similar size in her arms.
The little girl seemed a bit strained, but she refused to lag behind, taking determined steps forward. Her smooth face showed a hint of obedience, and every step she took with her short legs was earnest.
That adorable and obedient appearance made one want to hold her tightly.
As the butler was thinking, he saw their master striding over to their young master with long strides.
"Daddy, are you here to pick me up? I really miss you. Where did you go today? I want to go with you next time!" Christian, carrying the dinosaur, quickly ran up with short legs, tilting his little face up and blinking his sparkling black eyes at Dominic.
Dominic's gaze fell on Christian's little face, and he reached out to touch his chubby cheek.
It was soft and smooth, and most importantly, it was warm.
Christian blinked his eyes, obediently letting Dominic touch him, and even leaned his face towards him.
He proudly squinted his eyes and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, is my face very comfortable to touch? Hehe, mommy also loves touching my cheeks the most."
This self-satisfied look was completely different from Christopher's reserved demeanor.
Dominic's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze moved away from Christian's face, falling on his two white and tender little hands still holding the dinosaur.
Those little hands were smooth, without any scars or marks.
When he was in the abandoned steel plant, he had guessed he might have two sons.
Such an unbelievable thing, he dared not easily conclude without personal verification.
Now, with the facts in front of him, Dominic's mood was too complex to be described in words.
His gaze gradually shifted to Eleanor's face.
While Dominic was interacting with Christian, Eleanor, still holding her Snow White doll, had walked up to Dominic. She was now standing side by side with Christian.
She stared at him, tilting her little face up, her big blue eyes full of admiration and longing, yet there was also a hesitance and reluctance to get too close, which was truly endearing.
Dominic's heart was lightly touched as if by a small feather.
If Alessia had given birth to more than one son, it was also possible that she had given birth to three.
The little girl in front of him looked smaller and thinner than his son, but they were about the same height.
Dominic contemplated, and his gaze shifted to his sister's face, which looked unnatural.
His handsome eyebrows furrowed. If the little girl in front of him was not his own, his silly and sweet sister would not have brought her back to the old house.
After all, his sister was very protective and held grudges; he knew that very well.
After sorting out his thoughts, Dominic's large and gentle hand landed on Eleanor's head, gently rubbing it.
Eleanor blinked her big blue eyes, which were now misty, looking like she was about to cry.
Sure enough, daughters were more delicate.
Dominic felt incredibly soft-hearted, resisting the urge to lift Eleanor up, and looked at Bianca. "Come with me."
The joy of holding his daughter, something so happy, could be done later. For now, he needed to ask Bianca in person about the situation.
Bianca's hands tightened around her bags at once, feeling uneasy. She had a bad feeling.
Although she was very resistant in her heart, she didn't dare not listen to the demon king's words.
Bianca handed her bags to the butler and followed behind Dominic as he left.
"Did Bianca get into trouble again?" Grandma Carter, worried, glanced in the direction of the siblings leaving.
The butler smiled and reassured her, "There's no news of that. Madam, don't worry. Their relationship is very good."
Grandma Carter sighed, a hint of sadness crossing her face, "That's good then."
The butler nodded, looking at the two little ones who had just entered the main house, and sincerely breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that their master wasn't going to vent his anger on Miss Elle.
"Is what you said true?" In a secluded corridor, Dominic looked coldly at Bianca.
Bianca felt like crying but had no tears. She nodded nervously, then immediately tried to justify herself, fearing the consequences.
"Brother, I only found out recently myself. I didn't mean to hide it from you. Look, I've brought Christian and Eleanor to you now. Besides, this matter hasn't caused any harm to you."
"What about Christopher?" Dominic's gaze turned cold as he questioned her.
Bianca choked, looking down at her hands, her confidence wavering, her voice naturally weakening.
"It's because Christopher misses his mommy. If you remarry with sister-in-law, all the problems will be solved. It would be great for the family to be reunited."
"What did you say?" Dominic frowned.
Bianca's heart trembled. She clearly heard her brother's voice turn cold and was suddenly shocked. She raised her head and forced a laugh nervously. "I didn't say anything, hehe..."
Dominic gave Bianca a cold glance.
Bianca scratched her head. Although her brother was expressionless now, she knew he had heard what she said.
Dominic turned and walked towards the main house. Bianca, realizing that she hadn't clarified some things, hurriedly followed, asking.
"Brother, now that you know about Chris and Elle, and you don't intend to remarry with sister-in-law, what are you going to do next?"
"Carter's children naturally stay in the Carter family." Dominic's tone was domineering as he spoke without looking back.
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