Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Hugo Camrey stared incredulously first at the little toddler, who only reached up to his waist, then at Richelle Dunn.

Richelie chuckled, touching her nose apologetically. “Sorry, that task was just too easy and 1 was busy. So, I let Timothy practice, and see, didn’t he complete it perfectly? Plus, the reward for the task, 1 gave you an 80% discount, remember?”

Hugo certainly remembered. He had even asked her why she voluntarily offered a discount.

Her answer back then was, “Well, consider it an 80% discount for a new store opening!”

His freaking grandmother, so that’s what she meant by “new store opening”!

An afternoon bombarded by Richelie’s consecutive bombshells had shaken Hugo’s worldview, but now, his adaptability and comprehension were stronger than ever.

He patted Timothy’s head, a warm smile of approval in his eyes.

“What a smart baby!”

Then, he turned to Timmy and Tifanny, lifting his chin. “And you two, did you help mommy complete any tasks?”

He clearly remembered that in the past three months, Richelle voluntarily discounted three tasks, one for each child.

However, Timmy and Tifanny looked at him bewildered.

“Which task?”

Richelle, laughing, pushed him towards the house, “Alright, don’t make a fool of yourself. Timothy was the one who handled all three tasks. Timmy and Tifanny didn’t understand it.”

Resultantly, Timothy tugged at Richelie’s clothes from behind.

“Mommy…”

Richelle turned to look at him, “Yes?”

Timothy pointed at Timmy, “Big brother, he’s as amazing as me!”

Richelle looked at Timmy in shock, while the little lord merely blinked at her nonchalantly, picked up a big bag of gifts for his sister, and followed them into the house.

Now, Richelle had some understanding of how Hugo felt when she first revealed those secrets.

She called Hugo to sit down first, then gathered the three children to introduce to him one by one.

Hugo never realized he liked children. Right now, seeing Richelie’s three adorable angels, he couldn’t help but drool in envy.

“Richelle, do these three orphans need a godfather?”

Before Richelle responded, Timmy coolly replied, “No need!”

Timothy and Tifanny simultaneously responded, “We already have a godfather and godmother!”

Richelle patted Timothy and Tifanny’s heads and smiled teasingly.

“You two only have those lazy godparents who’ve been feeding you takeout for months, and yet, they’ve managed to earn your loyalty?”

Timothy grinned sheepishly, “Not only that, our godparents also taught my sister how to draw!”

Hugo hurriedly said, “Uncle Camrey can also teach you programming, won’t you take that into consideration?”

Tifanny shook her head, “I don’t like programming at all, no fun. I much prefer drawing with my godparents.”

Hugo was speechless and on the verge of tears.

While Hugo and Timothy were talking, Timmy, while no one was looking, slipped into the bedroom and called his dad.

“Timmy, what’s up?”

Roy Lewis was meeting a few friends at a tea house due to the disturbances at the Thompsons, but their chat was winding down.

“Daddy, Dr. Dunn brought Uncle home!”

Roy Lewis, who had been sitting in the private room, rose to his feet, walked out to the terrace while taking long strides, and closed the door.

“Which uncle?”

Timmy was frustrated with his dad’s slow reaction, given they’d been at it for so many days with almost no progress. In his tone, there was a hint of complaint.

“An uncle who owns an internet cafe. He seems less wealthy than you, but he’s as handsome as you are, and Uncle Camrey knows how to make little brothers and sisters happy!”

He’s still a little boy, but he knows that sincerity is more important than money.

And that Uncle Camrey, despite his ulterior motives with Mommy, seems to be pretty good to Mommy and his little siblings.

Roy Lewis found his son’s words puzzling. Why would his wife’s friend be compared to him?

But what he ends up saying is, “Alright, I’ll go over as soon as I finish my work here. You tell Dr. Dunn that I’ll be joining you for dinner.”

He’s curious to meet someone who can be as handsome as him and also good at pleasing Timothy and Tifanny?

He too, can make Timothy and Tifanny really happy, right?

Roy Lewis himself didn’t understand why he suddenly felt such a strong desire to win!

Then, he heard his son say, “We want to have bean curd from West City, bring us a few bowls when you come over.”

If his son wants to eat it, Roy Lewis will do it, even if it’s quite far to detour from his place to West City.

Roy Lewis hung up the phone and returned to the private room to say goodbye to a few friends.

“Sorry, Timmy wants to eat the bean curd from West City. 1 am going to buy it now, the bill has been paid, and please feel free to stay. Also, please take care of the matters we discussed.”

One of the friends teased him, “Master Lewis, when did you become a slave to your child?”

Indeed, these were Roy Lewis’ regular friends whom he often dealt with. They met a few times a month to eat, drink tea, unwind, exchange useful information, and bond.

But it was the first time they heard him willingly mention his son.

Roy Lewis gave a helpless smile, “1 can’t help it. It seems that my child has entered the rebellious stage and his demands are increasingly becoming more and more intricate.”

A friend laughed, “Your child is just over four years old, already in a rebellious stage?”

Another friend chimed in, “Master Lewis’s child is a member of the High IQ Club. It’s not strange for him to enter the rebellious stage just over four years old!”

Roy Lewis laughed and chatted for a bit before finally making his exit.

In Richelle Dunn’s house, after Timmy finished the phone call, he came out of the bedroom, saw his little siblings and Mommy still laughing and chatting with Hugo Camrey, and walked emotionlessly up to Richelle, tugging at her arm.

Richelle turned her head to him, “Timmy, what’s up?”

Ever since her eldest son had started to call her Mommy, Richelle had changed how she referred to him.

However, the stubborn little guy quickly reverted to his usual aloof demeanor, beyond the occasional calls for Mommy during muddled late-night and early morning hours.

With a scrutinizing gaze, the young master glanced towards Hugo Camrey, who was joking around with his little siblings.

“Daddy will come over later and he told you to include him in dinner.”

“Okay!”

It was a message from her eldest son, and it was hard for Richelle to refuse.

But, she was a little puzzled. Why was there seemed to be hostility in her eldest son’s gaze towards Hugo Camrey?

Richelle thought her eldest son might have some misconceptions about Hugo Camrey, so she quietly asked him, “Timmy, do you dislike Uncle Camrey?”

The young master shook his head, “No, 1 don’t know him, so I can’t say whether 1 like him or not!”

Right… the logic here!

Richelle has always known that Timmy is much more guarded than Timothy and Tifanny when it comes to people.

When Timothy and Tifanny interact with others, they tend to start with goodwill.

But Timmy is not the same. He naturally puts up a spiky defense when facing strangers.

These were self-protection instincts developed from a long life in an insecure environment.

And going by her recent interactions and observations, the ones who might make her eldest son feel insecure are likely not Roy Lewis, but the elders of the Lewis family.

And his “mother”….