Chapter 126

Chapter 126:

At the gate of the kindergarten, after sending her precious son off, Stella habitually squatted down and adjusted his clothes.

She kissed his chubby cheek gently and said, “Adrian, be a good boy, okay? When you’re in class, put your toy in your school bag and don’t play with it all the time. Do you understand?”

“Okay…” Adrian responded lazily, still playing with the toy robot in his hand. Stella saw this and wanted to take the toy away but held back, afraid he might cry.

She figured the kindergarten teacher would take care of it once he was inside.

As they continued talking, Stella suddenly heard a familiar voice behind her.

“Daddy, I’ll miss you! Come pick me up after school!”

“Daddy, give me a kiss!”

Even though the father and daughter were behind her, Stella instantly recognized them.

The warmth of their conversation was enough to make the people around them smile, but for Stella, it stirred an uncomfortable feeling.

She instinctively tightened her grip on Adrian’s hand, afraid someone might come and take him away. After all, RK had already started to suspect Adrian’s identity.

Sending Adrian to kindergarten once or twice hadn’t been an issue, but now, if RK saw her doing it regularly, more suspicions would arise.

“Adrian, hurry up and go to school,” Stella urged, hoping to leave before RK noticed them.

But just as they were about to head in, another voice called out from the distance.

“Adrian! Adrian!”

Adrian turned his head to see Harry, his classmate, excitedly waving at him. The little boy grinned, waving back. “Harry! You’re here!”

Stella’s heart sank.

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She had wanted to leave before RK noticed them, but now her son was openly greeting his friend, making it impossible to avoid attention.

Adrian, thrilled to see Harry, immediately started showing off his toy robot. “Look at my robot, Harry!”

Seeing that Stella wasn’t interested in his toy, Adrian took the opportunity to flaunt it to Harry.

The moment Harry saw it, he let go of his father’s hand and ran over to Adrian. “Wow! Adrian, your toy is so cool!”

The children around them started to gather, drawn to the commotion. Stella, feeling more awkward by the second, noticed RK approaching with his daughter, Alia, who was tugging at his hand.

“Daddy, I want toys too! Can you buy me one like Adrian’s?” Alia said, her voice filled with excitement.

RK, now standing beside Harry and Adrian, glanced at the toy robot. His gaze lingered on Adrian’s face as Alia kept tugging at his hand.

“My robot can walk, dance, and even talk!” Adrian boasted proudly, playing with the robot in his hands. “When you talk to him, he’ll respond! He understands what you say!”

“Really?” Harry asked, eyes wide with curiosity. He leaned in close and said, “Hey robot, can you guess my name?”

Two seconds later, the robot responded, “Hello, Harry! Your name is Harry Reed!”

Harry stood there, shocked, while Adrian grinned smugly.

“How did it know my name?” Harry asked, still in disbelief.

“My master told me your name earlier,” the robot replied.

Alia, watching with delight, clapped her hands and giggled. “Daddy, it’s so fun! I want one too!” She tugged at RK’s hand.

“Daddy, can you buy one for me? You’re always busy, and I get bored when you’re not home!”

Though there were many people at the kindergarten gate, RK’s focus remained on Adrian. He nodded to Alia and said calmly, “Okay.”

“Daddy, you’re the best!” Alia beamed, turning to Adrian.

“Where did you get your toy? My dad will buy one for me too!” she asked with the confidence of a child used to getting what she wanted.

Adrian simply curled his lips and didn’t say anything. Meanwhile, Harry, also eager for a toy, asked, “Adrian, where did you get it? I want one too!”

Still, Adrian didn’t answer. Instead, he said with pride, “This robot is very expensive. It costs a lot of money.”

Stella was speechless. Her son knew the toy was expensive, yet he had happily accepted it from Tristan. Hadn’t she taught him better?

She had assumed Adrian didn’t understand the value of the toys Tristan had given him, but now it was clear—he knew all along.

Harry blinked up at his father, silently hoping for one of his own. Meanwhile, Alia, puffing up with confidence, declared, “My daddy has lots of money! He’ll buy one for me!”

Adrian furrowed his brows at Alia’s comment, thinking to himself, I wasn’t even talking to you!

With a huff, he turned his attention back to his robot.

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