Chapter 646: Chapter 645: 645: Bobby Called Dad

The western restaurant at the Hilton Hotel was booked out.

Aside from the waiters bustling around, it was eerily quiet.

Emily Goldsmith was wearing a sky-blue strap jumpsuit today, her hair piled up into a high bun. It made her neck appear long, accentuating her fair skin and oozing spirit.

Now she was sitting cross-legged on a chair, looking left and right, and eventually set her wandering gaze on the man across from her, who was sitting upright and dining properly.

“Baron Lawrence.”

She rested both hands on her chin, blinked her eyes, and asked bluntly.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re exceptionally handsome?”

Standing nearby, Scott Harris almost choked on his own saliva. This first young lady of the Goldsmith family was quite eccentric, voicing such questions outright and with utter seriousness. From her eyes, it could be seen that she was genuinely curious about the answer.

He stealthily glanced at Baron, who managed to keep his face emotionless in response to the question, showing the same indifference to Emily that he had towards his steak.

“I think it’s a romantic moment to book a venue and have steak. If we also arranged a pianist, the girls would eat a couple of more pieces of steak.” Emily totally ignored his indifferent attitude and made her suggestion.

Baron Lawrence finally reacted to her, but not with words. He just raised his head and shot her an impatient look before putting down his cutlery. He ordered Scott, “Pour me some water.”

Scott immediately poured him a glass of water.

Lawrence took a sip and managed to suppress the throbbing in his temples.

He had dinner with Emily today only to appease the old man, but being with any woman other than Enna Clark for every single second was incredibly vexing for him.

Especially with the women across him having a thick face like a city wall, she had no idea of the meaning of restraint!

When had the Goldsmith’s family education become so lax?

Compared to her, Emilia Goldsmith was honestly a paradigm of modesty and grace!

At this drive moment, a little figure came rushing in, followed by a servant chasing him from behind.

“Young Master, please wait for me.”

“Young Master.”

She chased him too late.

Bobby had already run to the table of Baron Lawrence and Emily Goldsmith, and his phoenix eyes, just like Baron’s, were filled with rage when he saw Emily.

Awesome, the day he always thought would come finally arrived.

No wonder he didn’t see his mom from the moment he woke up this morning, and Uncle Harris told him that his mom had gone for a prenatal checkup.

His mom went for a prenatal checkup, and the dubious man was left at the hotel. It didn’t make any sense.

Sure enough, that dubious man had harbor evil intentions, he sneaked around with other women while his mom wasn’t around, absolutely shameless! If Bobby hadn’t been watching him closely, that dubious man would have successfully cheated!

Bobby swallowed his anger, glared at Emily Goldsmith once, and turned to Baron. Like a chameleon, with a milk voice, he clearly yelled at Baron Lawrence, “Dad.”

This ‘Dad’ was so clear, so crisp.

He seemed to fear that others would not hear it, with his voice echoing throughout the entire Western restaurant!

“Dad, who is this Auntie?” He preempted, asking the question before any introduction.

Scott had been stunned since the first time Bobby called Baron Lawrence ‘Dad’.

What happened to the young master?

Hasn’t he always refused to call Baron ‘Dad’?

Why would he call Lord ‘Dad’ today in front of so many people?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om