Illegitimate Child

He sounded like the hot singer Vince Palmer.

Vince Palmer was a singer who had debuted last year.

Although he had debuted just one year ago, he had quickly become popular all over the world.

In addition to his handsome appearance, he also had a heavenly voice.

With his magnetically low, unique voice, Vince had been dubbed the "National Male Idol."

The bar owner was amazed.

He hadn't expected that this little boy would have the same heavenly voice as Vince did.

After taking a closer look, the bar owner made a discovery.

Not only was the child's voice somewhat similar to Vince's voice, but he also looked a bit similar to him.

The bar owner was over the moon.

If this kid came to his bar, he would make the bar's business boom!

Quinto had been secretly observing the bar owner's expression.

When he saw the bar owner's wide smile, he knew that there would be money to buy his grandmother gold.

Quinto immediately said, "Boss, do you want Sixto to come to your bar to sing?"

"Your name is Sixto?" The bar owner immediately nodded profusely, like he was pecking at rice. "Yes, I want you to!"

Quinto stretched out five fingers. "It takes this much money to ask our family's Sixto to sing here!"

Beside him, Sixto and Segundo were shocked.

So much money?

No one would pay that much!

Sixto and Segundo looked desperately at Quinto.

Quinto had a confident expression.

He expected that the bar owner would pay for it.

Sure enough, the bar owner agreed without hesitation.

Then, after arranging a time for Sixto to sing, the three little ones left the bar.

Robert also left the bar.

He got in the car.

After getting in the car, he glanced out of the window.

A child appeared in front of his eyes.

Robert stopped for a moment.

Why did this kid look so much like him?

Robert suddenly stiffened.

Did the earth-shattering loved one in his memory really exist?

He had had a child with that woman!

Robert immediately pushed open the car door.

But the child disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Robert searched the area. Suddenly, gold stars flickered in front of him, and his body felt unstable.

Upon seeing this, the bodyguard hurried to help Robert. "Mr. Stewart."

Robert's tone of voice was uncharacteristically urgent and anxious as he said, "Did you just see a child who looked very similar to me?"

The bodyguard was puzzled.

He had seen children just now.

Not one child, but three children.

They had flashed past him, and he hadn't seen their faces.

The bodyguard shook his head. "I didn't see one."

Robert's heart sank.

It had turned out that the child had just been an illusion.

He gave a wry smile and felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

...

Twenty minutes later, the three children sneaked back home.

Charlotte was not at home.

Yolanda was still chatting at the neighbor's house.

The three little children reached out and high-fived each other.

Yay!

They hadn't been caught!

The three of them lay down.

"Sixto, you are too impressive," Segundo said with a gleam in his eye. "The boss is willing to give you so much money just to sing a song."

Sixto was a little embarrassed.

He hadn't expected it either.

"Quinto is so amazing," Sixto said. "When he told me at first, I didn't believe it."

Quinto laughed. "Now, there will be money to buy gold for Grandma on her birthday, and Grandma won't always scold Mom."

"Yes." Segundo and Sixto also smiled. "Grandma will be happy after getting the gold, and making Grandma happy will make Mom happy. Our task is to make Mom happy!"

The three of them were children, after all, so they got sleepy as they chatted. Soon, they fell asleep.

At the same time, Yolanda and Charlotte came back.

Seeing Charlotte, Yolanda was very excited and said, "Daughter, your good luck has finally come!"

Charlotte looked dumbfounded.

...

Good luck?

What good luck?

Yolanda said excitedly, "A man fell in love with you because of your astonishing fertility and wants to spend time with you. Daughter, you finally have a man who wants you!"

Charlotte said nothing.

"Don't worry," Yolanda added quickly, "he's not a blind or handicapped man whom you would have to take care of!"

Charlotte still said nothing.

She felt at a loss for words.

Uh...

She knew that since the birth of her eight children, her position in her mother's heart had plummeted, but she had never expected that it would fall to this point.

A man who was not handicapped wanted to be with her. Her mother was practically bursting into tears from excitement.

Wasn't she being too dramatic?

Also, he liked her astonishing fertility?

What the h*ll was that about?

A man who would appreciate the amazing fertility of a woman?

That sounded hilarious.

"Mom, are you kidding me?" Charlotte asked, suspicious.

"I'm not joking," Yolanda said earnestly. "The neighbor next door told me that the man knows about your situation. He is good-looking and has a stable job. He has a house and a car. He is not married!"

In Yolanda's opinion, Charlotte should feel extremely lucky that such a man was attracted to her.

Charlotte became even more suspicious.

An unmarried man was willing to be with a woman who had given birth to eight children?

"Mom, are you sure you aren't mistaken?" Charlotte asked.

"What's wrong?" Yolanda said. "Didn't I tell you that he likes your fertility? After all, few women can give birth to eight children!"

Charlotte hesitated.

She lacked interest. "We'll talk about it later," she said.

No matter what the man liked about her, she was not interested.

Since giving birth to the eight babies, she had decided she had only one goal for the rest of her life. That goal was to raise the eight children into adults.

As for a man, Charlotte didn't need one.

After talking to Yolanda, Charlotte wanted to return to her room to rest. She was exhausted from a hard day of work.

Yolanda saw that Charlotte was about to leave, so she grabbed her arm. "You will meet him tomorrow."

"Mom, I'm not going," Charlotte said. "I'm busy."

"Don't you dare skip out."

"Why?"

"If you don't go, I will hang myself in front of you," Yolanda threatened her.

"Mom, what are you saying?"

Yolanda looked sorrowful and solemn. "Lily found a rich boyfriend," she said. "My daughter not only gave birth to eight children, but even the father of the children is unknown. People out there are laughing at you, saying that no man wants you!

"Your old mother has been thoroughly embarrassed by you! Finally, a man wants you, but you don't want to see him. If you do this, I have no hope of living..."

Charlotte paused.

She couldn't stand Yolanda's complaining.

She could only compromise. "Okay, okay, I'll see him, all right?"

Only then was Yolanda satisfied.

She said, "Leave work early the day after tomorrow and get dressed up."

"Okay." Charlotte slipped back to her room.

Just as she was about to lie down, her phone rang.

It was an unknown number.

Charlotte picked it up, and before she could speak, a gloomy voice sounded. "You secretly went home?"

Charlotte's heart trembled.

D*mn!

Why was Henry calling her?

How did he know her mobile phone number?

But that wasn't surprising.

He was the President. For him, it would be simple to find out the number of an employee.

As Charlotte was thinking about how to answer, Henry said coldly, "Where are you? I am coming to find you now."

Charlotte was scared to death.

Find her?

She would be dead meat if he found her.

If Henry saw her eight cute babies, mother and children would be separated!

...

Charlotte swallowed hard and said, "President Stevens, it's the dead of night, so don't come to me. Beware of catching a cold."

Henry sneered, "It's the dead of night, so it's suitable for certain activities."

He had just called the butler, and Charlotte hadn't returned to his villa.

But this was not surprising.

Recently, Charlotte had not been living in the villa.

When she started working at the Stevens Corporation, she had left the villa, vowing to appear in front of him with a different image to arouse his interest.

However, she had succeeded.

This woman had successfully aroused his interest.

Charlotte's heart skipped another beat.

He was the dignified President Stevens of the Stevens Corporation, so how could he keep thinking about that kind of thing all day long?

She thought that maybe the Stevens Corporation should expand their business to include adult products. After all, the President was so fixated on that sort of stuff...

"President Stevens, I came back for your own good." Charlotte decided to kiss up to him. "Madam asked me to come back. If I didn't leave after she asked me to, wouldn't it make Madam angry?

"Madam is your mother, President Stevens. If I angered her, wouldn't that be troubling you, President Stevens?

"For your sake, President Stevens, I had to come back. President Stevens, you should not come to find me. Otherwise, Madam will get angry, and there will be animosity between you two. In that case, I, Charlotte, would be a sinner! We must maintain civility at all times for the sake of the employees of Stevens Corporation!"

Charlotte finally stopped speaking.

She had talked so much that her mouth was dry.

Fortunately, Henry seemed to take her words seriously.

His tone was lukewarm as he asked, "Really?"

"Yes," Charlotte said.

Henry snorted and hung up the phone.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, and a sly expression flashed across her face.

She had to admit that this President was easy to deceive.

With just a few words, she had fooled him.

...

After Henry hung up the phone, Robert visited the Stevens family's house.

He was here to find Henry.

As soon as he came over, he saw Henry smiling at his mobile phone.

Robert stared at him.

He asked, "Henry, what are you laughing at?"

Henry glanced up and saw Robert.

His dark eyes flashed. "Robert, people are strange creatures," he said. "Despite knowing that she is babbling nonsense, I still feel pleased by her words."

How could he not know that Charlotte's remarks were nothing but nonsense?

Usually, Robert would have started joking about what Henry had just said.

But today, he had no such desire, nor was he in the mood for gossip.

He had come to ask Henry about one thing.

Instead of commenting on Henry's words, Robert asked, "Henry, you really didn't know that I once had a lover?"

"I didn't know," Henry said.

Robert had once asked him about this matter.

Henry didn't know and didn't care.

Confusion flashed in Robert's beautiful foxlike eyes. "But today I saw a child who looked very similar to me. Of course..." He paused, and his tone sounded dreary as he continued. "Maybe it was just my imagination."

Henry looked at Robert meaningfully as he said, "There was a child who looked a lot like you?"

Robert nodded.

"Is that not normal?" Henry asked. "For a man like you who loves philandering, it's not that surprising that you have illegitimate children out there."

Robert was silent.

He looked helpless and at a loss for words.

It wasn't strange that he had an illegitimate child?

Henry was wrong.

He had a secret that no one knew.

Not even Henry knew that secret.