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Chapter 245 A Brother’s Gifts
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“Sean, Susie, making friends on your very first day? That’s wonderful!”
Susie only frowned at the little girl, unimpressed.
“We don’t want it. You can have it.”
Sean noticed her tone but didn’t argue, clearly agreeing with her decision.
The little girl blinked, then her eyes lit up with delight.
“Really? I can really have it? But what if the teacher asks…”
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“We won’t tell,” Susie cut in quickly, then turned to Baron. “Daddy, let’s go. It’s too hot here.”
“Alright. Time to meet your uncle,” Baron said.
Sean’s curiosity piqued. “Uncle? What does he look like? Is he handsome?”
“Not as handsome as me,” Baron boasted shamelessly.
Natalie nearly laughed aloud.
They carried the children into the car, where Flynn was already waiting.
Seeing them, Flynn’s face lit up with joy. “Susie, Sean, I’m your uncle Flynn. Here–these are my gifts for you.”
From the other car, he produced two neatly wrapped packages.
Susie unwrapped hers to find a brand–new, top–of–the–line laptop. Her eyes widened, and she squealed in delight.
“Thank you!” She leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek.
The soft, sweet touch melted Flynn instantly.
Too adorable. Too precious.
“Anything you want, tell Uncle. I’ll buy it for you,” he promised, hugging her tightly. Then, without hesitation, he plucked her straight from Baron’s arms.
“How can anyone resist such a darling little girl? She’s perfect!”
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Baron turned away, unable to watch.
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Sean’s gift was an advanced puzzle set, requiring not just assembly but also physics knowledge to solve. His eyes lit up with interest.
“Thank you,” he said simply.
Most people treated them like ordinary children, but Flynn’s gift showed thought. Sean liked him immediately.
Baron shoved Sean into Flynn’s arms as well. “Go on, thank your uncle properly. Your mom and I are taking the back car.”
He tugged Natalie away before she could protest.
“Isn’t that a little obvious?” she muttered. “Aren’t you afraid the kids will resent you?”
“Not at all. They’re just lightbulbs between us anyway,” Baron replied without shame.
To him, the twins were thieves who stole Natalie’s attention and left none for him. Now that Flynn was here to occupy them, he finally had space to breathe.
Natalie had to stifle a laugh as he pulled her toward the car. But as she climbed in, she cast one last glance back toward the kindergarten.
The little girl from before was still there, clutching the snack happily. When she noticed Natalie watching, she offered a bright smile–a smile tinged with a pleading sweetness.
Natalie’s gaze lingered on her clothes. Worn, stained, clearly not fresh.
Her brows drew together slightly.
“What is it?” Baron asked, tugging her hand.
She slid into the seat, still thoughtful.
“That little girl doesn’t seem well cared for. At a kindergarten, shouldn’t every child be treated the same?”
Baron glanced outside once, then said flatly, “The world isn’t fair. That’s why we sent our kids here instead of some elite academy–so they’d see how others live. That girl’s family clearly struggles. Probably doesn’t even get enough to eat, so a snack feels like treasure to her.”
Natalie didn’t argue. But that forced smile, that need to please– it looked too much like her own childhood.
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“A child only smiles like that if they’re invisible at home,” she murmured.
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Baron’s expression shifted. He knew exactly what she was remembering. The cold years in the Summers household.
“Summers family went to the countryside too,” he said. “They’re digging for those villagers just like we are. If you’d rather avoid them, I can make it happen.”
“No need,” Natalie answered calmly. “We’re strangers now. Whatever they were, I repaid them long ago. When I designed my first jewelry line, I let Jensen bring Summers family in. They earned tens of millions a year from my work. That covers eighteen years of raising me. We owe each other nothing.”
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