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nChapter 80: Chapter 76: Opportunities Don’t Wait, My Dear Daddy!

nTranslator: 549690339

nRoy Lewis was not a person who easily became close friends with anyone. To become his friend or be recognized by him, one had to go through a period of understanding and getting to know each other before gaining his trust.

nOnly then could they develop a deeper relationship with him.

nHowever, Richelie Dunn was a bit different. If you wanted to talk about understanding, Roy still didn’t understand Richelle, but he trusted her immensely.

nThis trust, though seemingly baseless, had remained unshakable to this day.

nEven now, he still considered her somewhat dangerous, but he continued to trust her.

nStill, he let her remain in his life unrestrained, allowing her to influence him little by little, as well as his precious son.

nHugo Camrey quietly observed Roy. In just a few brief exchanges, he became even more certain that this man was incredibly powerful and determined.

nHe couldn’t help but worry for Richelle—in her interactions with Roy, the chances of her regaining custody of Timmy were close to zero if she didn’t want any association with him.

nThe three children returned to their seats for dinner. Usually, Timothy and

nTifanny sat across from Roy and his son, but today, the young master moved Timothy and Tifanny’s chairs to his side as soon as he entered the dining room. Humph, he wouldn’t let this weird uncle corrupt his little brother and sister. Hugo was now convinced that Timmy, the young master, was clearly on the same wavelength as his father.

nTheir eyes were full of suspicion and hostility, just like each other’s.

nHowever, Timothy and Tifanny were more open-minded toward him.

n“Darlings, Uncle is going to a wildlife park next week with his coworkers from the internet cafe. Do you want to come with us?”

n“No!”

nTimmy firmly declined.

n“Yes!”

nTimothy and Tifanny eagerly raised their hands to join.

nHugo watched the three children with varying reactions, just as he had anticipated.

nRoy’s scrutinizing gaze fell upon him, and Hugo provocatively raised an eyebrow.

nRoy’s expression was flat, but his words were astonishing.

n“What can you see in a wildlife park? When Uncle and your tommy have some free time, we’ll go to the primeval forest to see lions and cheetahs.” Timothy and Tifanny’s eyes lit up, and they exclaimed in amazement, “Wow! Can we watch lions chasing cheetahs? That would be so cool!”

nIt wasn’t until then that Richelle was completely convinced that these two childish men had indeed engaged in a competition.

nBut if you two want to compete, even if you strip naked to race or find an open space for a duel, that’s your business.

nWhy drag three little troublemakers into it?

nShe tapped her finger on the table and said, “Enough, let’s eat! We can discuss other matters after dinner.”

nAs soon as Richelle spoke, the three children immediately quieted down and obediently lowered their heads to eat.

nRoy and Hugo exchanged glances before pausing their battle temporarily.

nSeeing the two men finally quiet down, Richelle secretly sighed with relief. Really, it was harder to manage these childish men than actual children. The children who couldn’t stay serious for more than three seconds soon started to chatter and play again.

nRichelle and Mrs. Walker also actively engaged in casual conversation with Hugo and Roy, making for a harmonious meal.

nAfter dinner, everyone moved to the living room for fruits and conversation. “Richelle, your almond cookies taste way better than the ones 1 buy outside. Do you still have any?”

nHugo’s shameless request earned him a cryptic glance from Roy and a disdainful eye roll from the young master.

nRichelle stood up, “There should be one more jar left. You can have it for now, and I’ll make more for you when 1 have some free time in the next few days.” Roy’s eyes followed her as she spoke, “Timmy also likes those almond cookies very much!”

nWith his trump card—their son—he wasn’t afraid of losing to Hugo.

nAs expected, Richelle turned around and apologetically smiled at Hugo.

n“Then how about half a jar for each of you, is that okay?”

nHugo Camrey felt so resentful that his teeth itched. He knew that Roy Lewis was using Timmy as a shield, but he couldn’t argue with a little kid!.

n“Fine, I’ll split it with Timmy.”

nLittle Timmy exchanged a glance with his father, then looked up at Richelle Dunn.

n“Aside from almond flavored ones, 1 also like chocolate flavored ones!”

nRichelle smiled and replied, “Alright, I’ll make you chocolate ones tomorrow!” Little Timmy nodded, then raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Hugo Camrey. Whether it was Hugo Camrey or Roy Lewis, they both had finally quieted down a bit.

nRichelle took a long breath. These two had been bickering since they walked in the door, even dragging the children into it. Not to mention how childish it was, weren’t they tired?

nAfter Roy Lewis brought his precious son back to the car, he casually asked, “Baby, is this the first time that Uncle Camrey has been to Dr. Dunn’s house?” Somehow, Hugo Camrey didn’t look like someone visiting someone else’s home for the first time.

nLooking at him so at ease, if one didn’t know any better, they might think this was his own home.

nLittle Timmy resented his own father for not being up to the task. He had thought that with his father’s top-notch qualities in every aspect, as soon as his father appeared, he would be able to easily crush Uncle Camrey!

nBut who knew, in the end, he had to step in himself and barely managed to make it a draw?

nLittle Timmy glanced at his father with a look of disapproval, “Huh, do you think everyone is as relaxed as you? Opportunities don’t wait for people, my dear dad!”

nRoy Lewis was both amused and annoyed by the sarcastic remark from his young son. He reached out and rubbed the boy’s curly hair.

n“What nonsense are you talking about? He’s not some great person, talking about opportunities not waiting!”

nLittle Timmy saw that his dumb dad still hadn’t understood his intentions, and sighed again, “Oh, what a hopeless child!”

nRoy Lewis couldn’t help but laugh, “The way you talk, you’re getting more and more like Timothy.”

nLittle Timmy snorted, “We’ve always been good brothers!”

nRoy Lewis didn’t argue with him, feeling relieved in his heart that his son had found two such like-minded playmates.

nWhen they returned home, Uncle Axel came out to greet them, taking the clothes and bags from his master and young master.

n“Master Lewis, Grandpa Clarkson is here!”

nRoy Lewis thought he heard wrong, “Huh?”

n“Grandpa Clarkson is here, sitting inside!”

nRoy Lewis was puzzled, “How come he’s here again? Timmy and 1 just went to see him yesterday.”

nUncle Axel didn’t know either, “He didn’t say, he just came in and sat down. I told him you were picking up little Timmy, and would probably have dinner at Dr. Dunn’s house before coming back. He said he knew, and then he started watching TV.”

nRoy Lewis nodded, still unable to guess Grandpa Clarkson’s purpose.

nIf it was about the Thompsons, he was too old for this, and wouldn’t bother with these matters anymore.

nAnd if there was really something, a video call would have been enough to clarify things, there was no need for him to come in person.

nWith a myriad of guesses in his mind, Roy Lewis led his son into the living room.

n“Grandpa Clarkson!” Little Timmy, who had been getting sweeter lately, exclaimed, “Did you miss me again?”

nGrandpa Clarkson’s face broke into a smile at his great-grandson’s words.

n“Of course 1 did! Come, give Grandpa Clarkson a hug and let me soak up some of your aura.”

nRoy Lewis glanced at Grandpa Clarkson, impressed that he even understood the concept of aura.

nLittle Timmy reached out and hugged Grandpa Clarkson, then took out the cookies he was carrying.

n“Grandpa Clarkson, 1 brought back some almond cookies, they’re delicious, want to try some?”

nGrandpa Clarkson gladly took it, “Did Timmy buy these specially for Grandpa Clarkson? Then 1’11 have to give them a try!”

nLittle Timmy smiled in response, “These are made by Dr. Dunn. You can’t buy them outside!”

nOriginally, Grandpa Clarkson had taken a piece and was about to put it in his mouth, but now, he didn’t know whether to eat it or not…

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