As a married man and a father, Keaton naturally exuded a calm and gentle aura.
Of course, that was only when there were no problems at work.
It was a reserved maturity that grew more apparent with the passage of time, a refined grace befitting his high-status position, which also made people's eyes uncontrollably drift to the wedding ring on his left ring finger.
Since getting married, Keaton had never taken off his wedding ring for a single day. The diamond ring on his long, well-defined fingers possessed a potent sex appeal, and when paired with his handsome and distinguished face, it prompted people to sigh privately every day.
"Why isn't Keaton my daddy?"
"I wish I could swap places with the young master."
"Daddy, Mommy, I'm your child, too!"
Natha had no idea so many people wanted to steal his daddy and mommy. He just innocently stared at the various documents on his daddy's desk, reading the English words one by one.
