Evan shot Larry a re that could freeze hell over!


    That backstabber, just you wait, I''lle for youter!


    Evan turned his attention back to yton, his curiosity piqued.


    "Grandpa, who was that bespectacled Mr. Handsome just now?"


    yton replied with a gentle tone,


    "Oh, him? He''s pretty much family. You see, because of certain reasons, I couldn''t always be there for your grandma over the years, and Mr. Handsome has been looking after her. I consider him like a son; he''s been a great help."


    yton had already included Larry in his will, appreciating his support for Pam and their emotional bond.


    Evan frowned, his expression a mix of emotions as he looked at his grandfather.


    Oh, grandpa, you''re too trusting, letting your heart lead too much!


    Some people just don''t appreciate kindness, born with a streak of ingratitude!


    Evan, thinking of the bigger picture, didn''t confront Larry right away, choosing instead to cheer up his grandma.


    ...


    After Larry left the main house, Helen immediately met him in secret.


    "Did she drink the soup?"


    Larry, annoyed, "A wild child knocked it over!"


    "Wild child? The one that popped up this morning?"


    "Yeah, I was just bringing the soup in with a servant when the kid kicked me, and down I went, soup and all."


    Helen frowned, "On purpose?!"


    "Absolutely on purpose! If he hadn''t tripped me, I wouldn''t have fallen, and the soup wouldn''t have spilled."


    "Does this kid have some sort of backing?"


    Larry scoffed, "He''s just a few years old, barely out of preschool. What kind of scheming could he have? Must be a bad seed, it''s in his genes! Don''t worry, though, we''ll have other chances."


    Helen''s expression darkened,


    "I heard from the servants that yton ordered the kitchen to prepare a feast with all the trimmings for some VIP guests, what''s all that about?"


    "It''s all because of that wild child. He resembles Irene Hawkins a bit, and they took a liking to him. Pam even stopped insisting on going to the pier because of him!


    yton''s ''VIP guests'' are that kid''s folks, they''re on their way to the Hawkins family to pick him up."


    Helen''s brows knitted tighter, "..."


    Larry added, "If there''s nothing else, I''ll head out. With Pam in good spirits, I''ll try to get another bowl of soup to her." "Alright, go ahead."


    After Larry left, Helen''s face grew even stormier.


    Her maid asked, "Ma''am, do you think there''s something off with that child?"


    Helen countered, "A child suddenly shows up, resembling Irene to some extent, don''t you find that odd?"


    The maid said, "I heard the child was kidnapped by traffickers and ended up at the Hawkins family by ident."


    "I don''t buy it! Why would traffickers bring him to the Hawkins family? And how did he escape from them at such a young age? Besides, the Hawkins estate is swarming with security, how did the traffickers get him in?"


    "Good point, it doesn''t add up. Should we look into the child''s background?"


    "Yes! And the resemnce to Irene is too coincidental for my liking."


    The maid quickly added, "But it''s not possible he''s Irene''s child, right? If Irene were alive, why wouldn''t she juste forward herself?"


    "Of course, he''s not Irene''s child. Irene''s been gone for years, but..."


    Helen paused, choosing her words carefully,


    "Even if he''s not Irene''s, him looking simr is enough to irk me. Let''s dig into the child''s background quietly, and I want to meet his mother!" "Alright, should we bring them here for you to meet when they arrive?"


    "No, we can''t risk it with yton around."