Chapter 638 Grandpa Wanted to See You
The maternity matron was obviously very aggrieved. âIâve taken care of dozens of children before, but Iâve never seen one
as noisy as thisâ¦â
Charlotte said gently, âMaybe the child is not used to a strange place. Iâll go and have a look.â
When she entered the room, Old Mr. Clinton was holding the child in his arms and coaxing him softly.
However, the child
did not give him any face and cried loudly.
Seeing that her face had turned red, Charlotte quickly stepped forward and said, âLet me try.â
Seeing her coming over, Old Mr. Clinton heaved a long sigh of relief and carefully put the child in her arms. âEveryone has
tried, but she always cries. Iâm so old that Iâm about toâ¦â
Old Mr. Clinton looked at Charlotte incredulously. The child who had been crying just now gradually quieted down in
Charlotteâs arms. Although he was still humming in a low voice, it was obvious that he was no longer crying.
âYouâ¦â Old Mr. Clinton didnât give up and took the child from Charlotteâs arms again. The child arched his body twice and
burst into tears again.
Old Mr. Clinton didnât dare to try again and quickly returned the child to Charlotte. The child finally fell asleep after crying
for a long time.
Charlotte was also a little surprised. After thinking about it carefully, she sighed slightly and said, âMy figure is similar to
Vivianâs. Iâm afraid she thinks of me as her mother.â
Seeing that the child was asleep, the maternity matron hurried forward to take the child.
Perhaps because she was too tired, she didnât notice that she had been replaced. Seeing that she had been successfully
handed over to the maternity matron, everyone, who had been tortured for two whole days, completely relaxed.
Old Mr. Clinton coughed softly and glanced at Charlotte. âWhy did the housekeeper say that you brought a man back?â
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Charlotte did not expect the housekeeper to remember to report the situation to Old Mr. Clinton even in such a busy
situation. She immediately looked at Old Mr. Clinton awkwardly.
She hemmed and hawed, âItâs Mr. J that you think is goodâ¦â
Old Mr. Clinton eyes lit up, but he still maintained a serious expression on his face. âBring him up for me to see.â
âAre you sure?â Charlotte hesitated for a moment and looked at Old Mr. Clinton. Was there anything wrong with his
anger?
Old Mr. Clinton widened his eyes. âWhat? You didnât bring it back for me to see, really?â
âOf course.â Charlotte smiled helplessly. âI hope you wonât be angry.â
When Charlotte went downstairs, Joe and Catherine were each sitting on a sofa and drinking coffee quietly. Although the
atmosphere was not harmonious, they were definitely not enemies.
Only then did she heave a sigh of relief. âWell, Grandpa wants to see you.â
Joe, who had been handling all kinds of situations with ease, suddenly became a little nervous. He stepped forward with a
gloomy face and held Charlotteâs hand.
Feeling the moisture in his palm, Charlotte couldnât help laughing. âAre you nervous?â
âHe probably knows that he wonât be welcomed.â Joe smiled helplessly. âI just hope that he wonât send me a check to
make me leave you.â
Charlotte couldnât help laughing. âIt doesnât matter. Grandpa has always been straightforward. The probability of breaking
your legs is higher.â
Looking at Charlotte, who was obviously relaxed, Joe curled his fingers.
If it werenât for the wrong time and place, he really wanted to kiss such a lovely girl.