The boy thought they had noticed he was missing and started running faster. Then, he saw Daddy take the cotton candy from Mommy's hand, pick up a napkin, and carefully wipe the corner of her mouth.
Just then, Evelyn Grant whipped her head around, her face losing all color.
But Preston Keaton was perfectly calm. He took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, murmuring, "Wyatt is with him, don't worry. No matter how far he runs, he won't get out of Wyatt's line of sight."
In reality, he had arranged for a team of bodyguards to protect Nathan Keaton around the clock.
No matter how clever the little fellow was, there was no way he could get lost.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the little guy came running back, swinging his little arms and legs, and flung himself into his parents' embrace.
At six years old, the boy already knew not to compete with Daddy for Mommy's attention. He took a step back, acting like a little grown-up—a miniature Preston Keaton.
