Research and Development Department, Elara sat at her workstation, constantly distracted.
Her mind was full of the big eyes of Dominic, just like her own son's.
She bit her lip, took a deep breath, casually picked up a document, and got up to head to the CEO's office.
She wanted to see the little guy again.
Wanted to know what he really looked like!
In the office, Dominic sat seriously in the large chair, looking at his father's computer.
When he saw a file he hadn't opened before with Charlotte's resume on it, his eyes lit up, and his little hand clicked the mouse quickly.
It's Aunt Charlotte's information!
He wanted to take a look!
A knock sounded at the door, followed by the voice of a woman.
"Is anyone there? I'm coming in!"
It's Aunt Charlotte!
The little guy, who was focusing on the computer, quickly grabbed a nearby mask and put it on to cover his delicate little face.
His small body slid off the large chair and stared steadily at the doorway.
Elara pushed the door open and saw the little guy looking at her intently, with a smile in his eyes.
"Charlie, is it just you?"
She knew, of course, that right now Damon was in the conference room discussing a partnership project with Evan Miles.
She just wanted to see the little guy!
Dominic nodded, grabbed Elara's hand with his small hand, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.
Afraid she would choose to leave because his father wasn't there.
The little guy's hand was soft, just like her own son's hand, warm and cuddly.
Elara played with the little guy's hand, feeling a little tenderness inside.
Her gaze landed on the coffee table, where a few albums and some drawing drafts were scattered.
Elara curiously picked up and flipped through them, eyes showing a trace of surprise.
"Charlie, did you draw these? They're really good."
The little guy's drawing skills are really impressive!
Far better than her own son.
However, it seemed her own son had started drawing in the sketchbook she bought him a few days ago.
And he was doing it quite impressively!
Aunt Charlotte praised him!
Dominic's dark eyes sparkled like stars, full of excitement.
His little hand picked up a drawing draft and held it in front of her.
This was a picture of a family of three.
It was clear that he had drawn his dad and mom.
Elara curved her lips, "Charlie, are you letting Aunt Charlotte guess who you drew?"
Dominic 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 mommy, right?"
Elara chuckled and pointed while replying.
Dominic quickly shook his head, his fair little fingers pointed at the woman in the picture and then at her.
Eh!
Is the little guy telling her that the woman in the picture is not his mother, but her?
"Charlie, did you draw me?"
Elara asked in surprise.
Dominic nodded heavily, his dark eyes shining, "I like Aunt Charlotte, can you be my mommy?"
Elara: "..."
No way!
The little guy wants her to be his mommy?
That's too outrageous!
Elara laughed dryly, "Charlie, Aunt really likes you, but I can't be your mommy. Because you have a mommy already! Aunt can't break your mommy's family."
How much must the little guy dislike Ivy to ask someone else to be his mommy?
Why is that?
Is it because Ivy was constantly mistreating him?
But why would Ivy always mistreat this child?
Isn't he her biological son?
Thinking of a possibility, Elara felt a jolt.
"Charlie, has your mommy been mistreating you? Can Aunt take a look at you?"
If this child isn't Ivy's biological son, could it explain why she has been mistreating the little guy?
Elara's heart was beating a bit faster, her slender fingers slowly reaching for the little guy's face.
The little guy looked sad and withdrawn, and when he saw Ivy's approaching hand, he instinctively retreated.
Elara's hand paused, she spoke gently, "Charlie, don't be afraid, Aunt doesn't mean anything by it, just wants to see what you look like."
Why does the little guy always wear a mask?
What does he really look like?
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Damon entered with documents in hand, striding in.
When he saw Elara on the sofa, his brows instantly furrowed.
"Why are you here?"
Elara was startled, no longer caring to see the little guy's face, she stood up swiftly.
"Mr. Damon, I just finished a sample parameter report, wanted to bring it over for you to review."
Fortunately, she had thought up an excuse before coming over.
Damon tossed the document onto the table and slowly walked closer.
His tall figure carried an intimidating pressure.
Elara's scalp tingled slightly, as she lowered her eyes and saw the drawing of a family of three, feeling inexplicably guilty.
This man is so narcissistic, better not let him think she's using this as a chance to flirt with him!
"Ha, another excuse."
Damon bent slightly, picked up the files from the coffee table, eyes mocking, "Elara, I just want to see how many more excuses you can find to get close to me!"
Elara: "..."
Alright!
Someone's starting to get narcissistic again!
She was too lazy to explain.
"I have work to do, if there's nothing else, I'll head back to work first."
Elara nodded briefly to him and quickly left.
The door closed with a bang, Damon looked down at his little bean with a cold handsome face.
Dominic finally got to spend more time with Elara, but his own father interrupted it, making him quite unhappy.
He looked up and blurted out: "Stupid dad!"
Bea can make nicknames for her own father.
Yep, he can too!
"What did you say?"
Damon's dark eyes flickered, with an endless mysterious glow.
Great!
After tyrant and bad guy, he now had another adjective: stupid!
Truly his own son!
"I like Aunt Charlotte, I want her to be my mommy!"
Dominic picked up the drawing of the three and spoke courageously.
Damon narrowed his dark eyes, taking over the drawing to scrutinize it.
Above, the woman his son drew was Elara?
This child, isn't this his first time meeting Elara?
Why does he like her so much?
A scene of the little guy disappearing at the airport flashed in his mind.
If he remembers correctly, Elara's home was on the road where he found his son!
So, did the little guy fancy Elara at that time?
This Elara, where does she get so much charm?
Damon put down the drawing, looking at his son's big eyes, his gaze deepened, "Liking her won't help, she has a husband and child, and she can't be your mother!"
Aunt Charlotte has a husband?
How can that be?
Dad must be mistaken!
Dominic was excited, pulling Damon along to the desk.
"Aunt Charlotte doesn't have a husband! She only has a son!"
Um?
What is the little guy saying?
How does he know this so well?