Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 237 - : 237: Bobby is a Big Schemer!

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Chapter 237 - 237: 237: Bobby is a Big Schemer!

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He remembered this man. He had seen him with his telescope from the balcony last time!

At that time, he had asked his woman.

His woman adamantly denied having a relationship with this man, claiming he was a friend of a friend who had given her a ride home! As expected, he was too young to have believed her.

If he were really just a friend of a friend, why would he enter the house?

Moreover, without his permission, this man even wore his beloved slippers! More importantly, he smelled the same wild man scent on this man as the last time at home!

Enna didn’t know that he had already been through numerous thoughts and, from the first meeting, had labeled Baron Lawrence as an enemy. She was still thinking about how to get the two fathers and sons to get along better and slowly cultivate a relationship. So when she heard Bobby’s question, she immediately went along with it, “Ah, yes, this uncle is mummy’s colleague. He has moved to the house opposite us now, so if anything happens, darling, you can go to him.”

“Oh, so he’s the uncle from across the street.” Bobby’s tone was meaningful. He tilted his head, looking cute but hiding hostility, “Hello, Uncle. My name is Tobias Clark, and I am five years old.”

Baron Lawrence looked deeply at him, as if trying to etch his image in his bones. He rasped hoarsely, his thin lips curving, “Hello, my surname is Lawrence.”

“Hello, Uncle Baron.” He thought it was like Wang! Dubious Man! The Dubious Man next door who specializes in stealing his women! Tobias remained expressionless, but secretly criticised him in his heart.

Although he was only five years old, he was more than that in terms of cunning. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have carefully arranged for Enna to be tricked into a date with Wyndham Howell.

After the greeting, he put his school bag on the sofa and urged Enna, “Wom…Mummy, I’m hungry.”

Seeing their seemingly harmonious first encounter, Enna felt mostly relieved and said with a smile, “Alright, I’ll go make dinner. Would you like to watch TV with Uncle Baron for a while?”

“Sure.” Tobias agreed effortlessly. After agreeing, he didn’t forget to ask Baron

Lawrence, “Uncle Baron, will you watch Boonie Bears with me?”

“…Alright.”

If Adam Sinclair were here, he would be shocked to the point of dropping his jaw!

As far as he knew, Lord Lawrence only watched financial news and stock market news, or at worst, political focus news. It never occurred to him that Baron Lawrence would ever watch a show like Boonie Bears!

Tobias didn’t care what the wild man usually watched. He stepped on his oversized slippers, inserted the Boonie Bears tape, and turned up the volume. He sat down on the sofa, turned back and patted the seat beside him, beckoning, “Uncle Baron, come sit.”

Baron Lawrence sat down.

The little Dumpling beside him was soft and cuddly, winning over half of his tenderness due to the stuffed Boonie Bears. His hard-lined features softened a bit.

Tobias stared intently at Boonie Bears, seemingly mesmerized. Suddenly, without turning his head, he asked, “Is Uncle Baron my mom’s colleague?”

“Yes.”

In a strict sense, he and Enna were colleagues too.

Tobias turned his face to look at him, a hint of cunning flashing in his phoenix eyes. He blinked courteously and said, “Oh, my mom bought a desk last time. Thank you, Uncle, for helping us bring it home.”

Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows as he finally remembered the desk in question. He nodded, his thin lips touching, “You’re welcome.”

Tobias felt more certain in his heart.

His own woman did lie. That desk at home wasn’t a prize from the company’s annual party at all.

Knowing his woman, she wouldn’t have gone out of her way to buy a branded desk.. So, looking at it this way, both the desk and the silk four-piece set on the bed must be from Uncle Baron?

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