Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement-Chapter 790 - 786 Son Schemes Against Father (4)
"Brother Asher, whose child is this really? Let him go back, don’t bother with him..." Irene Morton stood aside, playing the peacemaker.
"Pretty lady, you shouldn’t talk to uncle about this, he has a bad temper and is very petty..."
Before Alexander could finish speaking, Asher Land picked him up with his big hand, hoisting him directly onto his shoulder.
"Put me down, you bad guy!" Alexander kept kicking his little legs, and Asher Land forcefully held him down, carried him to the car, and threw him onto the passenger seat, roughing him up while fastening his seatbelt.
Just as Alexander was about to undo it, he was scared by a threatening look from him.
Seeing that he had settled down and was no longer moving around, Asher Land returned to the driver’s seat.
"Brother Asher, where are you going..." Irene Morton was about to get in the car when Asher Land stopped her.
"I’ll call Robert Williams to pick you up in a bit. Wait here for a while." Asher Land said this and, ignoring Irene Morton’s objections, backed the car out of the garage and drove away.
"What do you want to do?" There was a hint of fear in Alexander’s eyes, and his little hands clung tightly to the seatbelt. This bad uncle, he’s not going to sell him, is he?
"I won’t sell for much anyway..." Alexander muttered quietly.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Asher Land finally spoke coldly.
"Alexander Land, I’m warning you, if your mommy finds out about today..." He narrowed his dangerous and handsome eyes, turned his head, and looked at the little guy.
"You know my last name is Land?" Alexander’s focus was obviously different from his.
"So what if I know your last name is Land? I also know who your father is." His gaze fell on the broad road ahead, fingers casually tapping the steering wheel.
"You know who my father is?" Alexander sounded like he discovered a new continent, his tone a bit excited.
"Yes." Asher Land nodded, "Do you want to know?"
Alexander’s initial excitement seemed fleeting, and soon after, those emotions were gathered and swept away.
Seeing the little guy not responding for a long time, Asher Land returned his gaze to him.
The little guy kept twisting his two chubby white hands together, his eyes lowered, long and thick eyelashes blinking.
"I don’t really want to know, anyway I’ve never seen him since I was little, he hasn’t come to look for me and mommy for years, I hate him, I hate him so much..."
Asher Land’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel, frowning slightly, a trace of disappointment flickering in his eyes.
"Maybe, your dad hasn’t come to find you... for a reason?" His voice shed its coldness, speaking softly and gently.
"I don’t know either, anyway, I feel nothing for him now, I don’t even know what he looks like, I don’t know if he’ll like me if he sees me, maybe he might even hate me..."
Alexander kept talking, but Asher Land never spoke again.
He thought, perhaps it would really take a long time for the child to accept him.
He drove the car to Sophie Smith’s single apartment building, only to turn his head and find the little guy had fallen asleep.
He carefully opened the car door on Alexander’s side, unbuckled his seatbelt, picked up his backpack from the back seat, and then carried him out.
"Mommy..." Alexander murmured in his sleep, even in his dreams, he would only call for mommy. He, as a father, was truly too incompetent, so much so that he held no weight in his heart.
