Enrico stood still for two seconds, then turned around and walked over to the table and slowly leaned down, his hands pressed against the edge of the table, his eyes looking at Gabriel in Paige’s arms with a smirk, “Gabriel.”
“I am.” Gabriel answered dutifully, looking up at him with his mouth still full.
“You’re going to be staying here for a long time from now on, you know?” Enrico asked him.
“Got it.” Gabriel nodded, Olivia had already told him that he wouldn’t have to be separated from his mommy from now on.
“Good.” Enrico jawed with satisfaction and turned his head to look at Beau’s housekeeper who was at the side, “The little young master is already three years old, recruit the best early childhood teacher in the whole of Country A for me, and if you can’t find one in the country, then go abroad to look for one.”
“…”
“Be the best, all disciplines, horsemanship, skiing, and self-defense can’t be left behind, you must learn them all.”
Olivia, who had followed Gabriel in early in the morning, was currently standing beside Beau’s housekeeper, and when she heard this, her eyes lit up with excitement as if she was seeing a loved one.
As expected, teaching children is still up to the young master, Paige just spoils her children too much.
Which of the young masters coming out of the consortium were not proficient in all eighteen martial arts, but their young master could not do anything, not even counting.
“It’s my negligence, I’ll prepare up immediately.” Beau butler hurriedly said, it still hasn’t dawned on him ah, suddenly the young master has such a big child.
Thinking, Beau housekeeper quietly glanced at the child on Paige’s lap, only to see Gabriel’s little face white, the whole person was dumbfounded, “I’m at mommy’s side, do I still need to go to the early education class?”
No way …
He turned back to look at Paige pleadingly, Paige knew his nature, smiled helplessly and said, “Why don’t we learn the basics first?”
At three years old, it was time to learn how to count.
“…”
Gabriel blacked out and collapsed into her arms, losing interest in all the food for a split second.
Enrico looked at the instantly soulless little guy and was soothed, physically and mentally.
A son still couldn’t go to war with his father.
…
A breakfast that left Gabriel completely wilted, sprawled out on the dining room chair with his little arms and legs dangling, letting the little dolphin arch his hand for attention.
Paige coaxed him for a long time, but could only let him slowly digest the bad news that he had reached the stage where he had to be initiated.
Leaving the restaurant, Paige walked downstairs with the small glass bottle of medication and as soon as she stepped outside, she saw a black sedan parked outside.
Jaden stood just in time to close the door and stopped moving when he saw Paige come out, “Miss.”
In the car, Enrico had changed into a suit and was sitting inside with a big brother attitude, only one hand kept rubbing and pressing his shoulder.
Seeing this, Paige sighed softly and walked towards him, “Are you going to the office?”
“Am I only allowed to stay in the study during the day as well?” Enrico looked over at her with one expression on his face: displeasure.
What was eating him, talking to her like that.
“Think about it, it’s not like I don’t have a second offer.” She said.
A second offer, to sleep with her and Gabriel? Then he might as well sleep in the den.
“No consideration.” Enrico’s tone was cold.
“…”
Paige couldn’t be bothered to force the issue and handed him the small glass bottle in her hand, “Take this medicine to Dr. Clinton on your way, I’m taking the rest of the day off, so I won’t be going out.”
Stay home with your son.
Enrico does not go to take it, just open his hand.
This temper …
Paige patiently good nature, put the glass bottle into his hand, was about to move away, Enrico suddenly even bottle hold her slender fingers, pull her downward.
Paige was pulled down so low that her lips were almost on his face.
Enrico stared at her intently, his eyes deep, his thin lips pursed.
Paige tried to pull away and her fingers were held tighter in his grip.
“…”
“…”
Jaden stood silently to the side and turned his head to look at the scenery.
Paige looked at the man in front of her for a long time and whispered, “Enrico, we’ll be together for a long time.”
“…”
“Don’t always look like you’re going to have a short life with me, okay?” She said as she gazed into his eyes.
He was too carefree and always gave her the illusion that there was no tomorrow after today, so what else could she do but separate rooms?
At that, Enrico’s eyes settled, “Do I?”
“What do you think?” Paige smiled faintly, “We obviously have plenty of time.”
Looking into her eyes, Enrico’s eyes gradually eased, his long fingers loosening one by one as he jawed for a moment, “Got it.”
“Well, be careful on the road.” Paige waved her hand at him, closing the car door smoothly and watching him leave.
…
The car came to a stop at the entrance to the research lab.
Jaden sat in the passenger side and unbuckled his seatbelt, turning his head to Enrico, “Mr. Gustin, why don’t I bring the meds inside?”
The research lab was a new place Paige had Dr. Clinton make, dedicated to researching the ingredients in the Forgotten Fruit and Deadwood Snow.
Enrico sat back and didn’t move, after a few seconds he turned the glass bottle in his hand and spoke in a low voice, “I’ll deliver it in myself.”
“Yes.”
Jaden hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Enrico, who took the medicine and walked inside.
It said it was a research lab, but the layout inside was large, pure white walls met with spotless glass, high-tech instruments were everywhere, and at the far end was a sterile lab.
Enrico sat down in Dr. Clinton’s office and saw all kinds of professional analysis documents on the desk and on the wall.
Dr. Clinton and Jaden stood by, glancing at each other and seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.
Dr. Clinton and Jaden looked at each other and saw confusion in each other’s eyes. They thought that Enrico would put down the medicine and leave, but why did he still sit there?
Enrico sat there, casually flipping open a document, looked down twice, his angular face had little expression, no joy or anger.
“Mr. Gustin, is there something wrong with my report?” Dr. Clinton asked cautiously as he stepped forward.
“Paige asked me to give you this pill.” Enrico put down the file and his bony hand picked up the glass bottle and held it in front of his eyes and shook it.
The metal ball hit back and forth inside, making a crisp sound, he lightly opened his thin lips, “It’s just the first sample, is it necessary to seal it like this before sending it over, wouldn’t it be fine to make another inhalation spray out of some other material?”
Dr. Clinton immediately said, “Mr. Gustin, Miss is aware that these raw materials have to be analyzed in a variety of ways now, just one tree, the materials are a bit strained, she didn’t mean anything else.”
At those words, Enrico hooked up his thin lips and raised his eyes to look at him coolly, “Did I say she meant something else?”
“…”
Dr. Clinton’s expression froze, his heart sinking completely.
“She specifically asked me to send the medication over here so that she could use you as a mouthpiece to disabuse me of certain doubts, didn’t she?”
Enrico sat and watched as he said word for word, his fingers gripping the small glass vial in his hand, “It couldn’t be that Wind Island’s trees aren’t viable, that the raw material for the flowers and fruits is so scarce that there isn’t much available, could it?”
His tone was light, as if he didn’t care at all.