Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: I’ve also prepared a gift Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: I’ve also prepared a gift “Just a glass of lemonade will be fine,” Tobias Clark said with utmost politeness.

“Only a glass of lemonade? Actually, we can make fresh juice here; you can have whatever you like, Young Master,” said the housekeeper, who was already fond of him, unable to resist offering.

Tobias Clark revealed a smile, his childish voice speaking up, “Yes, just a glass of lemonade will be fine. My Mummy often makes me fresh juice, and I don’t feel like having any more.”

Bobby subtly praised Enna Clark without making a fuss.

The housekeeper marveled at his cleverness and, without further ado, respectfully withdrew to prepare the drink.

Meanwhile, Old Master Lawrence had already come downstairs and taken a seat on the sofa.

Gigi called out to him in her milky voice, “Grandpa~”

Seeing that Old Master Lawrence wasn’t paying her attention, she remembered Bobby’s advice and continued to call out in her sweetest voice, “Grandpa~ Grandpa~”

No one could remain indifferent to such an adorable little dumpling, especially when she wouldn’t stop cooing at you in her little milky voice.

Old Master Lawrence had originally intended to thoroughly test his two great-grandchildren, but Giselle Lawrence took an unconventional approach, not only showing no fear but also boldly cooing non-stop.

He had never been around children before; even though he had raised Baron Lawrence since he was six, by then, a person’s character is already formed, and Baron happened to be the solitary and silent type. Later on, as they grew older, their interactions resembled more the relationship between colleagues in a company, and if one had to rate the closeness, it was at best that of a superior.

In essence, their interactions were always business-like and straight to the point.

This was the case in their youth and became even more evident as they grew older; their interactions only grew stiffer.

So, for decades, Old Master Lawrence had never been cooed at—especially not so openly and unabashedly.

He stiffened, hesitating for a moment, pondering how he should respond.

Tobias Clark, who had been observing his reaction, let go of Gigi’s hand.

The little girl, as if commanded, scampered over to Old Master Lawrence with her little backpack, showing no fear with her big clear eyes gleaming like spring water, innocently raised her backpack and offered it, “Grandpa~ Here! Here!”

Here?

Old Master Lawrence only had a few seconds to hesitate before he gave in to the little girl’s persistent offering of her backpack, taking it while trying to sound stern, “What is this?”

“Gift… gift…” Gigi’s tongue twisted a bit, and she furrowed her brows in concentration, finally smoothing it out, “Gift!”

“Brother… Brubby… gift gift…”

Surprisingly, Old Master Lawrence understood her meaning.

Was she implying that this was a greeting gift that she and her brother had prepared for him?

Considering Old Master Lawrence’s status, he had received countless gifts in his life, but this was the first time receiving a gift from such a young child, and it gave him an indescribable feeling.

He opened the backpack and took out a neatly rolled-up piece of paper.

A drawing?

Old Master Lawrence was taken aback for a moment, then unrolled the paper, and when he saw what was depicted on it, he paused in shock.

The housekeeper, having arrived with the water, saw his reaction and grew incredibly curious about what the young Miss had drawn for him.