Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 161: Does My Birth Have Meaning?

After being scolded by his own father, Shane Lawson, being a rebellious guy, immediately said, "Don’t all you parents just want to have a child like William Thorne! Hmph, but your intelligence isn’t enough to keep up!"

"You little bastard!"

Francis Lockwood dragged Shane Lawson by the ear, leaving everyone else outside. At this moment, Orion Crawford saw that Felix Crawford came with Lachlan Wyatt, and his face didn’t look very good.

After Iris Crawford got married, Lachlan Wyatt had also distanced himself from his good buddy Orion Crawford.

It’s as if he built a high wall around himself, not reaching out to the outside world, nor letting anyone in contact with him.

The two only met at previous gatherings, exchanging a few words, nothing more than "How have you been recently?"

But Lachlan, are you really doing okay lately?

Orion Crawford sighed inwardly, pulled Felix Crawford aside and glanced at Lachlan Wyatt, lowering his voice, "Finally willing to see me, huh?"

Lachlan Wyatt turned his face away, "I’ve been too busy these years..."

"Is it really being too busy, or are you running from something, we both know in our hearts!"

Orion Crawford punched Lachlan Wyatt hard, seeming to have countless words to say, but what could he say now, his sister was married, everything settled, no matter how unwilling, it’s useless.

Leading Felix Crawford inside, the last to come in was Lachlan Wyatt, where Orion Crawford had prepared a big cake for Felix Crawford, with a candle on top slowly burning.

Lachlan Wyatt thought, in a place he didn’t know about, Felix Crawford was accompanied by another "father" for his birthdays, whereas as the biological father, he actually...

Knew nothing about his own son.

It was really embarrassing.

Felix Crawford seemed to sense Lachlan Wyatt’s emotions, and after sitting down with him to the side, he actually leaned close to Lachlan Wyatt.

With those innocent eyes, he looked at Lachlan Wyatt, and for some reason, Lachlan Wyatt felt that he was wise beyond his years, "I’m sorry for passing my eyes on to you, do people often call you a monster?"

Lachlan Wyatt had been isolated since kindergarten because his pupils were a different color, scaring the other kids.

This led to him lacking communication from a young age, coupled with the grudges between his parents, he’s always been lonely.

Even with many women around, Lachlan Wyatt’s eyes were always cold and distant.

Lachlan was afraid these things would also be something his son had to endure.

Felix Crawford nodded and said, "Yes, they are scared of my eyes, calling me a witch’s child."

"..." Lachlan Wyatt expressionlessly said, "Which kid said it?"

"A minister’s daughter."

Hearing this, Lachlan Wyatt’s expression changed, smiling as he stroked Felix Crawford’s face, with a rare gentle voice, "Don’t be afraid, Felix, I’ll just hire a hitman to take out their whole family."

Felix Crawford’s expression froze.

Lachlan Wyatt was still smiling, but it could be described as grim, "Kill them all, then no one will call you a witch’s child."

"..." Orion Crawford trembled as he grasped his chopsticks, being able to say such things with a smile is the scariest thing, Lachlan Wyatt!

Felix Crawford immediately held onto Lachlan Wyatt, "It’s alright, I’ve been self-studying at home for a long time, by spring, I might be able to skip grades and go to school, no need for kindergarten."

Lachlan Wyatt looked at his child in surprise, with such maturity, his mental state would definitely be affected.

But Felix Crawford always had a smiling face in front of others, even when Evelyn Rowan called him a little brat, he didn’t seem to be upset, this child... could there be some personality deficits?

Lachlan Wyatt thought he’d let his child undergo various tests, so when Felix Crawford blew out the candle, Lachlan Wyatt said, "How long will you stay in the country?"

"Not long, I’ll be going back soon, there’s a project on mom’s side that can’t do without me."

Felix Crawford naturally spoke mature words, shocking Lachlan Wyatt, "You and your mom..."

"Recently, mom and I took on a project, developing a game, these days are when she’s busiest."

Felix Crawford blinked, "I have to go back to be her assistant."

Lachlan Wyatt was stunned, looking at Felix Crawford in disbelief, "But you are, you’re only..."

"When I was one, mom couldn’t take care of me herself, so she called over Brother James Chesterton to help."

Felix Crawford grinned mischievously, "At one, I sat by the computer watching him code, then by two, Peach came over to help, I watched her dissect mice while drinking milk, at three, Brother Martin Hawthorne came, and though I couldn’t walk steadily, he gave me a bamboo sword, which was heavy. By four, Brother Patrick Pierce..."

Lachlan Wyatt interrupted him, "Teaching you acting?"

"No, he taught me how to play the card game ’Kill the King’. My favorite card is ’Unbreakable’!"

"..."

Now Lachlan Wyatt just wanted to flip the table, turns out he was the only one left in the dark! Everyone else in the firm had been so close to Iris Crawford over the years that they flew over to help with the child!

And he was the only one, isolated on an information island, not knowing these things happened, let alone that he and Iris Crawford...

There was a child.

Grinding his teeth, Lachlan Wyatt raised an eyebrow and coldly laughed, "Alright, now you know who your dad is, I’ll be in charge of your life from now on."

"That was always the case!"

Felix Crawford performed a magic trick and pulled out a sheet of paper from his pocket. He unfolded the folded paper and said, "Here’s the deal, I’ve calculated the child support for the past few years. If you have time, send me the money first... Oh, and if you don’t believe I’m your and Mom’s biological son, here’s the paternity test; I’m not someone Mom picked up from a trash can..."

Lachlan Wyatt tore the paternity test to shreds on the spot. Is a paternity test even necessary? His obsession with money is exactly like Iris Crawford!

He casually took out a card from his pocket, "Here."

Felix Crawford was stunned and took the card, "Black..."

"This is my black card. Guess the password. If you guess it, all the money inside is yours."

Lachlan Wyatt reached out to rub Felix Crawford’s head, "Sorry, kiddo, for the grievances you’ve suffered these past five years."

Being called a monster probably doesn’t feel good.

Felix Crawford was all smiles initially, but when Lachlan Wyatt called him "kiddo," his expression faltered. After a while, he stayed silent, and when Lachlan Wyatt looked down, he saw Felix’s chubby little cheeks puffed up as if he was holding back some grievances.

Lachlan Wyatt clenched Felix Crawford’s little finger, truly feeling the bond between himself and his son. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, and when he opened them, his eyes were already red, "Hey, why don’t you talk? Is it too exciting to celebrate your birthday?"

Felix Crawford wiped away his tears, "Not happy at all... Every time it’s my birthday, you’re not here, and now you’re finally here."

"But there’s First Prince Dante..."

"He’s the First Prince." Felix Crawford’s voice was trembling, as if he was finally holding back, "He’s the future king, he doesn’t have time to celebrate my birthday. Besides, he knows I’m not his child... I’ve been searching for my biological father all along, but Mom won’t tell me."

Dante actually knows?

Of course... Perhaps since the moment he saw Felix’s unique eyes, he already knew who the real biological father was?

After all, the probability of such eye color appearing is incredibly low.

Lachlan Wyatt’s heart felt both sour and painful, "I’m sorry..."

"How can a simple ’sorry’ be enough..."

Felix Crawford withdrew his hand, replacing it with two small hands intertwined, as if he had many things to say, "I’ve always wanted to know why Mom gave birth to me but chose to marry Dante... Though I try hard to get close to becoming an adult, I never truly become one of you. So I can’t understand, why?"

Why?

Lachlan Wyatt couldn’t give an answer either.

"If Mom doesn’t love you, why would she give birth to a child? Is it the reproductive instinct of an animal?" Hearing all this from a child’s mouth, Lachlan Wyatt felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

What does premature maturity bring to Felix Crawford? Endless unanswered, painful questions.

"So I came back, I want to find a result."

Felix Crawford rubbed his eyes firmly, although to outsiders his action seemed cute, only Lachlan could perceive the resolve he had when rubbing his eyes.

Felix Crawford picked up a knife beside him, eyes unblinking, as he sliced the knife into the cake, dividing the beautiful cake into two.

"I want to find an answer, an answer as to why I was born into this world."

Felix Crawford put the largest piece of cake in front of him.

He wasn’t like other kids who would give the food to elders or friends first. Courtesy is a traditional virtue, but Felix didn’t care.

He wanted the best.

He wanted to prioritize himself in everything.

In a daze, Orion Crawford felt as if he saw Lachlan Wyatt’s shadow in Felix Crawford.

After splitting his own portion, Felix Crawford began to share the cake with others.

And then it was Orion Crawford, Francis Lockwood, Shane Lawson, and lastly, Lachlan Wyatt.

Orion Crawford smeared a bit of cream on Felix Crawford’s face, the child laughed, and at this moment, his eyes lost the depth and complexity, becoming simply an innocent child.

He licked the cream and said.

I want to find the meaning of my existence, why is my family like this, was I blessed when I was born, or was I born from someone’s obsession.

Everyone in The Royal Palace loves to act.

Mom acts as if she loves Dante, Dante acts as if he doesn’t care, Raymond acts as if he’s unaware, the servants act as if they don’t know I’m here.

No one has malicious intent.

Everyone loves me.

Yet, I still feel a chill down my spine.

He stuffed the cake into his mouth, unmoving, staring at Lachlan Wyatt, "Why is my world like this, or did something happen to you all back then? I hate this, you all got me involved, I demand an answer."

Lachlan Wyatt’s heart felt like an airplane being shot down, crashing heavily.

And now, his son was standing right in front of him.

As if his son was holding a sniper rifle, personally shooting him down.

"Lachlan Wyatt, my father, can you give me the answer?"