Chapter 1084: Chapter 1084: Baby Bobby is Here! Chapter 1084: Chapter 1084: Baby Bobby is Here! At that mont.
At the airport in Country W, a luxurious private plane smoothly taxied down the runway and soon ca to a stop.
Staff mbers on both sides hurried forward, and five minutes later, the cabin door opened, revealing a small figure—an approximately 7-year-old boy.
The little boy was dressed in a neatly tailored suit from pudely, his delicate features already showing the noble contours of youth, though still with a bit of baby fat due to his young age. However, it didn’t detract from his looks, which were so striking they caught everyone’s attention.
“Young Master, the Old Lord sent to pick you and Miss up,” the servant said with utmost respect in front of him.
“Hmm,” Bobby replied indifferently, without even giving him a glance—a presence that was strikingly similar to that of Baron Lawrence!
Although he was only 1.3 ters tall, resembling a small bean sprout, his presence was commanding, demanding respect from anyone despite his young age.
The servant quietly waited to the side, not daring to rush him.
At this ti, a little girl ran out from behind, calling out in a milky voice, “Brubby!”
The beautiful little boy, who had been stern and expressionless, instantly lted like an iceberg, furrowed his brow, crouched down to embrace her to prevent her from falling while running too fast, and scolded impatiently, “Run slower, what if you fall?”
She couldn’t afford to scrape herself, what if she bled?
“Gigi, Brubby…” Scolded yet not ashad but rather proudly showing an innocent smile, the little girl appeasingly took out a lollipop from her hand and desperatley stuffed it towards him, “Candy! For! Brubby!”
Bobby had intended to lecture her, but seeing her like this, he couldn’t bring himself to be harsh.
Behind them, Scott Harris approached, shaking his head helplessly, “Miss got the lollipop that Young Master Westbrook left for her, nothing could stop her, she had to run over to give you one.”
“I’m not a toddler, I don’t want it!” he said, while his expression softened, and his hand unconsciously took the lollipop Gigi was handing over. Despite his words of disdain, his movents were adept as he unwrapped the candy and handed it back to her, “Take it, you can only have one today.”
The lollipop was actually dicine, just made to look like candy with so natural fruit juice added, so it didn’t taste bitter like dicine, but sweet.
Gigi blinked her clear black and white eyes, and although she was almost swallowing saliva because it looked so enticing, she didn’t take the lollipop Bobby held out to her, insisting, “Brubby, eat!”
Scott Harris looked at her sensible deanor, his heart ached imnsely.
The Miss was only one year old, yet so clever and understanding. She should have grown up smart and healthy, but, unfortunately, she had an inherited blood disease from birth.
If the blood disease didn’t mutate, it might have been alright, being careful she could live like any normal person, but it seed as if fate took a cruel turn when the white blood cells in the Miss’s body suddenly increased.
Luckily, they encountered Young Master Westbrook who confird that Miss didn’t have leukemia and even found a way to develop dicine that temporarily suppressed her blood disease.
Scott Harris looked at the healthy-looking little girl, overflowing with various emotions. This sudden demand by the Old Lord to see the Miss and Young Master, what he envisioned was a mystery as well.
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