In the R&D department, Elara Don sat at her workstation, feeling absent-minded.
Her mind was full of Dominic Hawke's big eyes that were identical to her own son's.
She bit her lip, took a deep breath, randomly picked up a document, and rose to head to the CEO's office.
She wanted to see the little guy again.
She wanted to know what he really looked like!
In the office, Dominic Hawke sat in the executive chair, looking very serious as he stared at his dad's computer.
When he saw an unopened folder with Charlotte Soo's résumé written on it, his eyes lit up, and his small hand quickly clicked it open.
It's Aunt Charlotte's information!
He wanted to see it!
A knock sounded on the door, followed by a woman's voice.
"Is anyone here? I'm coming in!"
It's Aunt Charlotte!
The little guy, who was engrossed in the computer, quickly grabbed a mask from the side and put it on, covering his delicate little face.
His small body slid down from the executive chair, steadfastly watching the direction of the door.
Elara Don pushed open the door and saw the little guy staring at her without blinking, his eyebrows arched with a smile.
"Charlie, are you the only one here?"
Of course, she knew that Damon Hawke was in the meeting room discussing a partnership project with Evan Miles.
She just wanted to see the little guy!
Dominic Hawke nodded, grabbed Elara Don's hand with his small one, and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.
He was afraid she would leave because his dad wasn't there.
The little guy's hand was soft, just like her own son's soft and warm hand.
Elara Don played with the little guy's small hand, feeling a soft spot in her heart.
Her gaze fell on the coffee table, where several sketchbooks and drafts were scattered.
Curious, Elara Don picked one up and flipped through it, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"Charlie, did you draw these? They are really good."
The little guy's drawing skills are genuinely impressive!
So much better than her own son's.
However, her own son had recently begun to draw in the sketchbook she had bought for him a few days ago.
And, he was drawing pretty well!
Aunt Charlotte praised him!
Dominic's black eyes sparkled like stars, full of excitement.
His small hand picked up a sketch and held it up to her.
It was a drawing of a family of three.
Clearly, he had drawn his dad and mom.
Elara Don curled her lips with a smile, "Charlie, are you asking Aunt Charlotte to guess who you drew?"
Dominic Hawke nodded, full of anticipation.
"The tall man on the left is your dad, the little one in the middle is you, and the person on the right is your mom, right?"
Elara Don laughed softly, pointing as she replied.
Dominic Hawke quickly shook his head, his fair little hand pointed at the woman in the picture, then at her.
Uh!
The little guy was telling her that the woman in the picture wasn't his mother but her?
"Charlie, is this person me?"
Elara Don asked in surprise.
Dominic Hawke nodded emphatically, his dark eyes shining brightly, "I like Aunt Charlotte. Can you be my mom?"
Elara Don: "..."
No way!
This little guy wants her to be his mom?
That's too extravagant!
Elara Don laughed dryly, "Charlie, Auntie really likes you, but I can't be your mom. Because you have your mom! Auntie can't destroy your family's harmony."
How much must the little guy dislike Victoria Don to want someone else as his mom?
Why?
Is it because Victoria Don is always maltreating him?
But why would Victoria Don always maltreat this child?
Isn't he her biological son?
The thought of a possibility made Elara Don's spirit tremble.
"Charlie, is your mom always mistreating you? Let Auntie see what you look like, okay?"
If the child isn't Victoria Don's biological son, could that explain why she would always mistreat the little guy?
Elara Don's heart beat a bit faster, her slender fingers slowly reaching for the little guy's face.
The little guy was feeling gloomy, and as he saw Elara Don's approaching hand, he instinctively shrank back.
Elara Don's hand paused, and she softly said, "Charlie, don't be afraid. Auntie doesn't mean anything, just wants to see what you look like."
Why does the little guy always need to wear a mask?
What does he really look like?
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
Damon Hawke walked in with documents in hand.
When he saw Elara Don on the sofa, his eyebrows immediately furrowed.
"What are you doing here?"
Elara Don was startled and didn't have time to look at the little guy's face. She jumped to her feet.
"Mr. Hawke, I've just completed a sample parameter document and wanted to bring it over for you to review."
Fortunately, she had thought of an excuse beforehand.
Damon Hawke tossed the document onto the table and slowly approached.
His tall figure exuded an overwhelming pressure.
Elara Don felt her scalp tingle, and her lowered eyes saw the drawing of the family of three, feeling inexplicably guilty.
This man is so narcissistic; better not think she's here to seduce him again!
"Ha, another excuse."
Damon Hawke bent slightly, picked up the document from the coffee table, his eyes filled with ridicule, "Elara Don, I really want to see how many more excuses you can come up with to get close to me!"
Elara Don: "..."
Alright!
He's being narcissistic again!
She couldn't be bothered to explain.
"I have work to do. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to work."
Elara Don gave him a small nod and quickly left.
The door closed with a bang, and Damon Hawke looked down at his little bean with a cold and handsome face.
Dominic Hawke, who had finally gotten some time with Elara Don, found it interrupted by his father, and he was very unhappy.
He looked up and burst out, "Stupid dad!"
Elara Don could give her father a nickname.
Well, he could too!
"What did you say?"
Damon Hawke's dark eyes flickered, emitting an endless darkness.
Great!
After tyrant and scoundrel, he now has another adjective: stupid!
Truly his own son!
"I like Aunt Charlotte. I want her to be my mom!"
Dominic Hawke took the drawing of the three people, plucked up the courage, and spoke.
Damon Hawke squinted his dark eyes and took the drawing to examine it carefully.
The woman on it, did his son really draw Elara Don?
Isn't this the first time the child has met Elara Don?
Why does he like her so much?
The scene of the little guy disappearing at the airport flashed through his mind.
If he remembered correctly, Elara Don's home was on the route where he found his son!
So, did the little guy take a liking to Elara Don at that time?
Where did Elara Don get such charm?
Damon Hawke put the drawing down, looking at his son's big eyes, his gaze deepened, "Liking her won't help you. She has a husband and child; she can't be your mother!"
Aunt Charlotte has a husband?
How is that possible?
Dad must be mistaken!
Dominic Hawke got all excited, grabbed Damon Hawke's hand, and ran to the desk.
"Aunt Charlotte doesn't have a husband! She only has one son!"
Hmm?
What's the little guy saying?
How does he know so much?