Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Three Little Ones Help Mommy Get Revenge
Everyone’s expression froze. Why was Christian Sloan here?!
Nathaniel Sloan hugged Christian’s small body. "What made you want to come to Dewdrop Garden for a meal? Who brought you here?"
Christian rolled his eyes slightly, though his face maintained that pure, innocent look. "It was Luke White. I saw you earlier, Daddy, so I told him to go back." After saying that, he turned his head, feigning curiosity. "Grandma and Aunt Noelle are here too?"
Laura Jennings reached out. "My darling Christian, come here, let Grandma give you a hug! Have you eaten? How about eating with Aunt Noelle?"
Christian’s eyes flashed with a hint of disgust. He wondered if this bad grandma really had a screw loose, still trying to play matchmaker for his daddy and Noelle Lockwood at a time like this. However, this was exactly what he wanted.
Christian nodded. "Sure, but this private room is too small. I don’t like it. Daddy, Grandma, can we go out and eat in the main dining hall?"
Noelle Lockwood immediately formed a plan in her mind. Although she didn’t understand how this private room was small, if they went to the main hall, more people would see the scene of their "family of three" dining together. Thus, Noelle Lockwood smiled gently. "Mrs. Sloan, Mom, Christian isn’t in good health. The ventilation in the main hall might indeed be better, so let’s go there."
Rose Lowell and Laura Jennings naturally thought of the reporters they had called over. They had released news on Weibo saying Nathaniel was going to get engaged to Noelle. If the reporters could capture the scene of Noelle and Christian eating together now, Noelle would undeniably be Mrs. Sloan in the public’s eyes!
Laura Jennings looked smug. "Nathaniel, even Christian wants to eat with Noelle, so don’t try to stop us."
Nathaniel Sloan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Christian.
Christian flashed him a bright smile, then turned his head and whispered into his phone to Zachery, "Everything is set. I’m counting on you later, little hacker."
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
Estelle Lockwood had taken her medicine and fallen back asleep. Fearing they might disturb her rest, Zachery and Mia quietly exited the ward and stayed in the hospital corridor.
Young Mr. Sloan had said there were many reporters at Dewdrop Garden. He had already come up with a way to teach Noelle Lockwood a lesson and hoped Zachery could add fuel to the fire online when the time came.
Zachery, the genius little hacker of the Lockwood Family, expressed that this was absolutely no problem. He was fully prepared!
Just then, a man in a suit, in his forties or fifties, walked past them. Mia suddenly frowned and poked Zachery’s arm. "That man looks so familiar."
Zachery nodded. He indeed looked very familiar. He suddenly gasped. "This is Mommy’s scumbag father! The one who wanted the fake heiress over the true heiress, the one who told her to get an abortion for her own good, the one who called her inherently inferior and unworthy, and the one who forced her to give up her engagement to make her sister happy!"
Mia was speechless. She wondered if their mommy knew he had made up such a rhythmic chant. However, Mia quickly calmed down. "This scumbag grandpa probably wants to cause trouble for Mommy. I’ll go find someone to help."
Zachery nodded, then swiftly typed into his chat interface with Christian: *[How to quickly play the innocent victim?]*
The entire Lockwood Family was full of two-faced manipulators, so he was going to beat them at their own game!
Meanwhile, back at Dewdrop Garden.
Christian Sloan, the master of playing the innocent victim himself, glanced at Zachery’s message and expressionlessly ended the call. He then put on a sweet smile and chose the most conspicuous, central seat in the main dining hall.
"Daddy, let’s sit here."
Nathaniel Sloan naturally had no objections. He sat down next to Christian. Noelle Lockwood was just about to sit on Nathaniel Sloan’s other side when Christian suddenly spoke up. "Aunt Noelle, please sit next to me."
Noelle Lockwood felt a surge of joy. It seemed this little bastard was quite sensible and knew how to curry favor with her. She was already a celebrity, and combined with the fact that Laura Jennings frequently attended major social events, they were quickly recognized by the crowd.
The surrounding guests began to whisper among themselves.
"Are those Mr. Sloan and Young Mr. Sloan?"
"It must be. There’s also Mrs. Sloan, Mrs. Lockwood, and Noelle Lockwood. Is this a family dinner?"
"The internet said they were getting engaged. I thought it was fake, but it looks like it’s actually true."
"Why is the young master calling Noelle Lockwood ’Aunt’? Isn’t she his biological mother?"
"Rumor has it that the young master was born to Mr. Sloan by another woman, but Miss Noelle doesn’t mind and treats him as her own."
"That makes sense. It seems the young master really likes Noelle Lockwood too, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked her to sit next to him."
The reporters bribed by Rose Lowell also began secretly recording videos. Some even stealthily started a live stream, all to let everyone know that Noelle Lockwood and Nathaniel Sloan were as close as a real family, and that Nathaniel Sloan’s child only recognized her as his "mother."
Nathaniel Sloan naturally heard the discussions. He frowned slightly and was just about to speak when the food was served.
Knowing that reporters were filming, Noelle Lockwood naturally had to appear incredibly attentive. Her eyes flickered, and she prepared to stand up to serve Christian a bowl of fish soup. Even if she wasn’t his biological mother, going to such lengths would surely earn her plenty of praise from the public.
And indeed, it did. Noelle Lockwood’s fans had already started flooding the live stream comments, saying it was a true blessing for the young master to have such a mother.
However, someone was one step faster than Noelle Lockwood!
Seeing that she wanted to get up, Christian immediately stood up first. Because he wasn’t tall enough, he shakily climbed onto his chair, took the soup bowl from the waiter, and placed it in front of Noelle Lockwood.
The little master of playing the victim spoke in a trembling voice, filled with equal parts eagerness to please and genuine fear. "Aunt Noelle, your soup."
The surroundings suddenly plunged into dead silence.
Nathaniel Sloan’s brow furrowed sharply, his gaze sweeping over Noelle Lockwood like a sharp blade!
Noelle Lockwood was completely stunned. Wait, what was Christian Sloan doing?
Before she could react, tears had already welled up in Christian’s eyes. As if he knew what kind of punishment awaited him, his entire body trembled in fear.
"Aunt Noelle, d-do you not like it? I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you didn’t like this. I’ll get you a different dish right away!"
Young Mr. Sloan’s acting skills reached the absolute peak of his life. He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and carefully brought it over to Noelle Lockwood’s bowl. But at that exact moment, his grip slipped. SPLAT! The braised pork dropped right onto Noelle Lockwood’s pristine white dress.
Christian’s eyes instantly turned red, and tears fell like broken strings of pearls.
"WAAAH, I was wrong! Aunt Noelle, please don’t hit me! I was really wrong. Grandma said I had to please you, but I’m so stupid. What should I do... Daddy, Daddy, I’m so scared..."
Nathaniel Sloan’s expression darkened completely. He pulled Christian into his arms. "Christian, Daddy is right here. Don’t cry."
Christian choked back a sob. "But when you leave, Daddy, Grandma is going to punish me again, and Aunt Noelle will hit me too. They... they all said Aunt Noelle is your future wife and told me I have to serve her well."
Nathaniel Sloan’s eyes grew colder by the second, a storm brewing within their depths.
The onlookers were absolutely floored. They looked at each other in utter disbelief.
What in the world was going on?! Young Mr. Sloan’s own biological grandmother was forcing a five-year-old child to wait on Noelle Lockwood hand and foot?!
Didn’t Noelle Lockwood claim that she did her absolute best for the young master and treated him as her own? Was this what treating him as her own meant? Beating and scolding him constantly?
Just look at this! At dinner, he had to serve her soup, fetch her food, and worry sick about whether Noelle Lockwood liked it or not.
Seeing Young Mr. Christian acting like this, it was obvious he was no stranger to physical abuse! Was this really the kind of woman one would marry and bring into their home?
Nathaniel Sloan wiped away Christian’s tears, his voice chillingly cold. "Noelle Lockwood, explain."