CEO's Office.
Damon Hawke looked at Dominic Hawke sitting on the sofa, wearing a mask, with a slight frown.
The little guy who was lively and active the other day suddenly returned to his previous state.
Could kids have menopause too?
Moody and unpredictable?
"Dominic Hawke, why are you wearing a mask again? Take it off," Damon Hawke said.
Dominic Hawke glanced at him, slid off the sofa, adjusted the mask on his face, and then headed towards the door.
This kid didn't listen to him at all!
Damon Hawke's expression darkened, "Where are you going?"
"Just wandering around."
He wanted to find Auntie Charlotte!
Dominic Hawke started walking towards the R&D department with his short legs.
"Wow, whose child is this? Why is he wearing a mask?"
"He should be the son of Mr. Hawke, right? I saw Mr. Hawke bringing him in this morning."
"Mr. Hawke's son, no wonder he's so cute."
"Look, he's looking around, who's he searching for?"
"..."
Hearing the whispers, Elara Don looked up from her desk and followed everyone's gaze, spotting the little figure peeking inside at the door.
White T-shirt with denim overalls and shiny black hair.
Big eyes peeking out from above the mask, like stars in the night.
This child looks so much like her own Bea!
Elara Don's first thought was that her own son had come to find her.
But overhearing others' discussions, she realized this child was Damon Hawke's son.
Damon Hawke's son!
Elara Don's heart skipped a beat as she stared unblinkingly at the little boy at the door.
Thoughts of her previous suspicions flashed in her mind.
If the one who took her child four years ago was someone from the Don Family, could Damon Hawke's child be her own?
Elara Don's heart pounded fiercely as she got up and crouched in front of Dominic Hawke to look at him at eye level.
"Hey cutie, what's your name?"
Auntie Charlotte didn't recognize him!
Dominic Hawke blinked and said with his small mouth, "Dominic Hawke."
"That's a lovely name!"
Elara Don stared into the little guy's eyes, feeling more and more that he looked like her own Bea.
"Charlie, can I take a look at what you look like?"
If this child were hers, he should look similar to Bea!
Would that be the case?
Elara Don slowly raised her hand, staring nervously at Dominic Hawke.
Dominic Hawke blinked his shiny black eyes, instinctively covering his mask.
He couldn't let Auntie Charlotte see his face!
If she recognized he was a fake pretending to be Bea, would she dislike him?
"Auntie, I have pimples on my face, it's ugly."
"How could that be? Charlie, if you have pimples on your face, you shouldn't cover them with a mask."
Elara Don pretended to reach out to take it off, and Dominic Hawke widened his eyes, standing still with a small body.
Just then, a woman's sharp voice came from behind.
"Charlie, what are you doing?"
Mummy's here!
Dominic Hawke turned swiftly, instinctively hiding behind Elara Don.
This action showed he was more comfortable with Elara Don.
Victoria Don felt a sting of anger, striding over to Elara Don and staring at her for two seconds before grabbing Dominic Hawke.
"Charlie, why aren't you in your dad's office? What are you doing here?"
Dominic Hawke held onto Elara Don's pant leg, struggling against Victoria Don's pull.
Victoria Don used a bit of force and scooped Dominic Hawke up.
"Hey, be gentle, don't hurt the child."
Elara Don looked at Victoria Don's rough manner and felt an inexplicable ache for the little guy.
"This is my son, I'm his real mom. Who are you to interfere?"
Victoria Don glared at Elara Don, full of icy sharpness.
"But he doesn't want you to hold him. Why don't you put him down?"
Elara Don noticed Dominic Hawke twisting his little body trying to get down, and couldn't help but speak.
"I said, I'm his real mom!"
Victoria Don glared fiercely at Elara Don, turning to leave with Dominic Hawke in her arms.
Her hand secretly exerting force, pinching him on his buttocks and arms.
"Why did you run off? Told you not to run off!"
The little rascal, of all places, had to come to this slut Elara Don!
Seeing the scene earlier, the two even seemed to get along well!
Dominic Hawke stiffened, his eyes red as he looked towards Elara Don.
Elara Don sharply noticed Victoria Don's sneaky move and exclaimed, "Victoria Don, what are you doing? What did he do wrong? How could you pinch him?"
Is this what a real mother would do?
This child is so quiet and well-behaved!
And she actually laid hands on him!
"This is my son! Damon said that if he doesn't listen, it's right for me to discipline him! What, do you want to report me? Use this as a chance to kick me out and climb to the top?"
Victoria Don put Dominic Hawke down, her hand still tightly clutching him, looking at Elara Don mockingly.
Damon Hawke really said such a thing?
He encouraged his fiancée to hit the child for no reason?
Elara Don pressed her red lips tightly together, feeling a rush of anger fill her chest.
Poor child, no wonder he felt so melancholy.
It was due to lack of parental love!
Dominic Hawke continued to struggle, but couldn't break free.
Then he mustered the courage, lifted a corner of the mask, and bit down on Victoria Don's hand.
"Ah!"
Victoria Don cried out in pain and quickly released the little guy.
Dominic Hawke adjusted his mask and ran behind Elara Don, poking his little head out to look at Victoria Don.
Victoria Don, in a fit of rage, reached out, wanting to grab the little guy.
"Dominic Hawke, who taught you this? Biting? Is it something she put you up to? Get over here!"
Despicable little rascal, just as annoying as his real mom!
"What do you want to do? I'm warning you, you can't hit a child, that's child abuse!"
Elara Don pushed Victoria Don away, shielding the little guy behind her.
Victoria Don stumbled and almost fell.
As she was about to get angry, she spotted a tall figure walking towards them from the corner of her eye.
Suddenly, her expression changed.
"Charlotte, what are you doing? I'm Charlie's mother. He's being disrespectful to elders and has learned to bite. It's normal for me to educate him a bit. Why are you deliberately protecting him? Is it because you want to win his favor, so you can use this opportunity to snatch Damon?"
Her face was full of helpless gentleness, nothing like the shrew she was a moment ago.
Elara Don frowned, finding it utterly ridiculous.
"Victoria Don, not everyone's taste is like yours! The man you like means nothing to me! I just can't stand you abusing a child, so stop thinking so highly of yourself, alright?"
Saying she wanted to use this opportunity to flirt with Damon Hawke?
She thought Damon Hawke was some kind of treasure?
That everyone was after him?
But why did Victoria Don change her face so quickly?
Was she smugly laughing just now?
What was funny?