Oliver only found a few programming code-related books in Cheyenne’s room.
Just used to pass the time when bored, didn’t expect him to actually succeed!
However, there was no joy of success on his face.
Because he easily conquered Kelvin’s company, it shows that Kelvin’s company’s defense system is not strong.
As a son, he worried about his dad.
The next day, in order to successfully deceive his grandpa and the school, Oliver first left a note for Great-grandpa saying he went to school by himself.
Then he sent a text message to the teacher at school in Great-grandpa’s tone asking for leave.
Then he changed into casual clothes, put on a black duckbill cap, and carried his small backpack as he went out.
Before leaving, he looked at his sleeping sister Cierra in the room.
Gently kissed her on the face, and tucked her arm back under the blanket.
“I’m not at home, you have to behave yourself. If I find out you have given away the things I gave you to someone else, I won’t play with you anymore.”
Cierra didn’t hear anything, she turned over and slept soundly.
No one in the villa noticed that Oliver had left.
When he took a taxi, the driver, seeing that he was too young, curiously asked, “Little boy, where are your parents? How can they let you take a taxi alone, it’s dangerous outside.”
Not knowing whether the other person was good or bad, Oliver dared not reveal his true identity, and also wanted to prevent the other person from having thoughts of kidnapping children.
He thought for a moment and replied, “Oh, my mom is already waiting for me at the airport. She was worried about me taking a taxi alone, so she let me use a ride-sharing service.”
And he was holding a phone, accidentally opening a voice message.
A beautiful voice came through.
“Baby, where are you?”
This voice message was actually from several days ago, and Oliver cleverly decided to listen to it now, as a warning to the man.
The man didn’t speak again on the rest of the journey.
He arrived safely at the airport.
Oliver had been to the airport before, but always to pick someone up. Today, he was flying alone, so he was actually a little nervous.
But with his intelligence, he quickly learned from watching others.
He had no luggage, so he skipped the step of checking it in.
When he was getting his boarding pass, the airport staff saw him, a boy who looked only four or five years old, and asked a few more questions out of concern.
“Little boy, the name on this ticket is Kelvin Foley, who is he to you?”
“He’s my dad.”
“Where is he? How can he let a little boy do this?”
Most children this age are still in their parents’ arms, being coddled, even fed by their parents at meals.
Few children of Oliver’s age dare to take a flight alone.
Oliver pinched his thigh hard, tears instantly welling up in his eyes.
With a pitiful face, he said to the staff:
“My dad said I’m already five years old, a little man should change his boarding pass by himself, and he’s supervising me from the side.”
Oliver pointed casually to a man in the hall.
The man was dressed in a white suit, tall and slender.
Wait a minute… why did he find this figure familiar?
Coincidentally, the man turned his head at that moment.
When he saw the little boy standing not far away who looked remarkably like Oliver, his heart skipped a beat.
“No way, am I seeing things?”
Oliver widened his eyes and took in a sharp breath, quickly turning his head and pulling down his cap to cover his face.
If Grandpa found out he came to the airport alone, it would be disastrous!
Under this series of coincidences, the flight attendant seemingly believed Oliver’s words and gave him the boarding pass.
She kindly reminded the little guy to pay attention to certain things when flying.
“Got it, thank you Miss.” Oliver had already researched the instructions online last night. Now, in order to not be recognized by his great-grandfather, he hastily interrupted the latter’s words.
When waiting for the flight, he deliberately chose a inconspicuous seat, but fate worked its mysterious ways. His seat happened to be right next to Channing, and the two generations met face to face.
Channing was surprised; Oliver was internally crumbling.
“Oliver, why are you here, explain!” Oliver awkwardly tugged on his cap brim, closing his eyes.
“Grandfather… you’ve mistaken me for someone else, I’m not Oliver.”
Hearing this, Channing snorted coldly, reaching out with his long arm to grab Oliver’s backpack and pull him closer.
Taking off the hat, whose familiar face was it if not Oliver’s?
“And why would you call me great-grandfather if you’re not Oliver?”
Oliver remained silent.
Damned habits! Channing pushed Oliver back into his seat, fastened his seatbelt, and began questioning him.
In Oliver’s memory, Channing had never been this serious before, causing him to feel uneasy.
Grandfather seemed very angry.
“Tell me, why are you here? Does your Great-grandpa know?”
With Oliver in his grasp, he couldn’t hide anything from Great-grandfather and could only confess softly.
“I overheard your conversation last night, so I wanted to save him.”
“Great-grandpa doesn’t know that I’ve left, if he did, would I still have the chance to leave?”
So he bought a ticket to come here.
Channing listened, dumbfounded, before sighing sadly.
“You rascal, your father’s situation isn’t dire at the moment. And with us adults around, what can a child like you do to help?”
“After we land, my men will send you back to Akloit. Don’t forget you have kindergarten, okay?”
Send him back?
Although he enjoyed the feeling of flying in the sky, it didn’t mean he wanted to leave right after arriving. What about playing in kindergarten?
“I’ve taken a week off from kindergarten. Great-grandfather, no matter what, I’m already on the plane.”
“You can’t just leave me behind, why not take me along? I promise not to cause trouble.”
Oliver pleaded, holding onto his arm.
He rarely acted like this, usually adopting a cold and bossy attitude. But with this plea, Channing found it hard to resist.
“Well…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll stay by your side.”
“Alright, then come with me. By the way, have you eaten breakfast?”
Oliver shook his head, his stomach growling.
He had a hundred bucks on him, pocket money given by Great-grandpa a couple of days ago. Naturally, he was reluctant to spend it.
Channing was silent for a moment, then chuckled.