Kapitel 3: Daddy Gave in
It was definitely that woman who mistreated them. Otherwise, how could a child of such a young age have such mature thoughts?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Dempsey Wilson really wanted to interrogate that woman and ask her what kind of suffering she had caused his children.
"Brother, what is a written document?" Emma Scott blinked her big eyes and looked at Frank Scott in confusion.
Frank Scott pouted and said with pride, "You little kid don't understand."
"You're only older than me by half an hour. I'm younger, and you're also younger!" Emma Scott grumbled, unconvinced.
"I'm older than you by a minute, and I'm also older than you. In front of me, you're just a child." Frank Scott loved to chat with his sister.
"Hmph, I'm going to ignore you. Daddy, do you have any ice cream? Can I have one?" Emma Scott was a complete little glutton. What she loved to eat the most was ice cream. For this reason, she had been scolded many times.
However, when she saw her father, who had always been subservient to her, she had learned to observe his facial expressions.
She immediately asked for Dempsey Wilson's help.
Dempsey Wilson was worrying about how to persuade his daughter again when he suddenly heard her request. How could he bear to refuse? He immediately ordered the steward who was holding back his laughter and was about to burst out with internal injuries, "Quick, take Emma to get ice cream."
Frank Scott immediately snorted and said, "I don't want to eat it. If you really want to be my dad's son, then we will sign the contract, and you can promise to love Mommy, and you won't bully her, and you won't let her suffer any grievances. You can give her a lot of money to make her the happiest woman."
Dempsey Wilson felt a huge headache coming on for this son of his who had an IQ comparable to an adult.
At such a young age, do you know what happiness is? Do you know what love is?
He didn't know at all, so he asked him to love a woman he didn't know. If he couldn't make her feel wronged, then what about his grievances? Who cares about him?
Obviously, the two little fellows didn't care.
"Isaac Corbyn, bring me a pen and paper."
First, he took the ice cream and settled the lovely little girl. If he wanted to pass the test of his youngest son, Dempsey Wilson would have to be serious.
Isaac Corbyn was about to burst out laughing. He tried to laugh a few times but managed to suppress it.
Oh my god, these two little kids are so interesting. They actually messed up the usually calm and wise young masterquan.
"Isaac Corbyn …" Dempsey Wilson immediately shouted in anger.
Isaac Corbyn didn't dare to be slow and quickly brought a pen and paper over.
"We'll talk, you write!" Dempsey Wilson understood that if he did not fulfill his son's request, the fatherhood meeting today would not be able to come to a successful end.
Frank Scott showed no fear on his face. He sat like a small adult on the sofa, his short legs swinging. He took the lead and said, "Firstly, Daddy must make sure to not anger Mommy, and secondly, Daddy must be responsible for the living expenses of us three. Thirdly, Daddy can't find a girlfriend. Fourth, Daddy must be good to Mommy and satisfy all Mommy's requirements. Fifth …"
Although Frank Scott's IQ was good enough, he was still not even four years old yet. He could only think of these conditions that would benefit Mommy, so, fifth, he would never have thought of them.
"I'll keep the fifth one till I think about it, okay?" "Daddy!" Just a moment ago, he was still acting like a little adult, but now, he suddenly revealed the innocent smile of a child of his age.
"Daddy!" Dempsey Wilson's cold heart immediately softened.
"Alright, I agree to all of the above requests. Can I sign it now?" Dempsey Wilson still felt wronged. The little guy only cared about that woman, he was really jealous.
Just when Dempsey Wilson took the pen and was about to sign his name...
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