Chapter 1441 - 1435: Finishing Blow
Sophia wasn’t jealous of her own son, but still—
She just had surgery and really needs care!!
Suppressing her dissatisfaction, she waved her hand, "Go ahead,"
"Thank you, Sister Sophia!" Sophie, feeling as though she had received a pardon, bounced back, as a few men sat on the sofa chatting, Titus Zane and Mia Foster stood in front of the baby cradle.
Sophie returned, gently squeezed between them, and carefully picked up the little darling.
While swaying back and forth, she softly hummed a tune.
Nobody had heard the song before; perhaps she was improvising out of joy, "Baby dear, baby handsome, baby dear and cute, when you grow up, I’ll get you a bride, a pretty little girl..."
Titus Zane and Mia Foster exchanged a look, both bewildered and amused.
On the sofa, Evander Lancaster poured tea for Nicholas Croft, and with a smile, said, "Big brother, with Lara’s talent, if she doesn’t go into creating, it would be wasted."
Knowing it was all in jest, Nicholas Croft accepted it as a compliment, took a sip from his tea cup, and smilingly said, "Lara is still young. In two more years when she’s more mature, I’ll introduce her to the business."
"Big brother, you’ve been busy traveling the world with Lara trying to make a baby, right? Any good news?"
Nathan Moore put down his tea cup and asked half-jokingly.
He used to think getting pregnant was difficult, but ever since Titus Zane got pregnant, Nathan Moore had figured out the experience: Just keep trying overtime nonstop; it’s possible to create life anywhere!
"Soon." Nicholas Croft also set down his tea cup. It’s been more than half a year, and there’s still no news from Lara.
Nathan Moore placed a hand over Nicholas Croft’s and patted it, comforting him, "The revolution hasn’t succeeded yet, keep working hard!"
Nicholas Croft withdrew his hand and placed it over Nathan Moore’s hand in return, "Don’t worry, we won’t be too far behind you!"
"Third brother, when are you planning to have a baby?"
Evander Lancaster looked past the two men toward Felix Shaw at the edge, who was withdrawing his gaze from Mia Foster. Seeing her eyes light up when looking at the little darling made him uncomfortable.
She’d never looked at him that way. So, he planned not to have children for the time being!
Felix Shaw also picked up a tea cup, unconsciously turning it while looking at the pattern, nonchalantly saying, "I don’t want any for now."
As soon as Felix Shaw finished speaking, he felt a cold breeze sweep up the back of his neck, and Mia Foster’s teeth-gritting voice sounded behind him.
"Felix Shaw!"
"Honey, you misunderstood," Felix Shaw turned around with a charming smile, "I said that purely to take care of big brother’s feelings. You see, second brother and fourth brother already have babies, if we had one too, how uncomfortable would big brother feel?"
Knowing he was using him as an excuse, Nicholas Croft leisurely leaned back on the sofa, generously saying,
"Felix, you don’t need to worry about my feelings. Having a baby is about destiny; we can’t let our lack of fortune with children affect you."
Felix Shaw...
He side-eyed Nicholas Croft, filled with grievance.
Big brother, even a backhanded comment like this could kill!
Ignoring Felix Shaw’s resentful gaze, Nicholas Croft picked up his tea cup again. Just as he was about to bring it to his lips, and Mia Foster was about to reprimand her man, Sophie suddenly stopped singing, handed the baby to Titus Zane, and closed her eyes, holding her forehead.
"...My head is spinning, feels like I sang myself out of breath..."
A few men on the sofa were amused by Sophie’s adorable antics, but only Nicholas Croft, looking serious, stood up and walked over to support Sophie’s arm, face filled with concern.
"What’s wrong, are you feeling unwell?"