NovelOnlineChapter 615 "I've got photos, you know,” William said, fishing out his iPad and swiping through his gallery. It was filled with photos he'd photoshopped of himself, and he was an expert to that.
Melissa leaned in for a closer look, her eyes widening, "Wow, you really do look like Arnold." "He's my old man, so of course | do; William replied with the utmost seriousness.
Skyler couldn't help but flash a grin, “William, you were as cute as a button just like | was back in the day." Leopold glanced at the photo, feeling a twinge of sadness deep in his chest. Unconsciously, he always saw William as his own son, Liam. The uncanny resemblance to Arnold burst his bubble of fantasy, dragging him back to the harsh reality.
Aurelia, surprised William had photoshopped a whole set of pictures for himself, chuckled at his cleverness, “What a little rascal.” Megan caressed her belly, a smirk on her lips. She said, "Honey, our child is going to be even more handsome and smarter than William and Kane." "You're dreaming, Leopold snorted dismissively. No one, in his eyes, could compare to Kane.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWilliam pulled a face, "Megan, Kane's a spitting image of Uncle Leopold as akid. Are you suggesting Uncle Leopold wasn't a lady-killer?" Megan bristled silently, irked by William to find fault in her words.
"I didnt mean it like that, and don't you put words in my mouth." William stuck out his tongue at her, "You are talking nonsense here. You're not as pretty as my mom. How could your child possibly be better looking than me and Kane?" It was a low blow, but one that cut deep.
Megan's face flushed with anger, “lam the belle of Elysium, and your mom is just a plain Jane. She can't hold a candle to me." William sighed tically. "Geez, Auntie Melissa claims she's the belle of Elysium, Cousin Angela says she is, and now you're saying you are. So who's the real belle of Elysium?" Megan was embarrassed as if William had stuck a bone in her throat that she could neither swallow nor spit out. If she claimed to be the true belle of Elysium, Melissa would surely take offense.
“It's late. You should be in bed." "I'm not sleepy yet. Why don't you go to sleep? Uncle Leopold must be dying for you to hit the hay” William retorted with a snobbish tilt of his head.
Megan was speechless and awkward. She thought, "I wish | could silence that spoiled brat for good." “You're too spoiled.” She said.
William wrinkled his nose, "At least everyone likes me, unlike you. You're like a dog chasing its tail, always after Uncle Leopold, and it's driving him nuts.” His words resonated with Leopold, echoing his own sentiments.
Megan was furious Discussing such things in front of Aurelia was tantamount to a slap in the face, loud and clear.
“Leopold is my husband. He adores me. How could he possibly be annoyed by me?" "I sure can't tell Uncle Leopold likes you. Every time he sees you, his brows knit so tight they could touch," William countered, pouting.
“He's just worried about the baby, afraid that I'll get upset,” Megan huffed, hopping mad, wishing she could kick William into the ocean for the sharks.
Aurelia wisely stood up, hoping to prevent William from provoking Megan any further and causing trouble with Leopold.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Williarn, Skyler, it's getting late. Let's head back to our cabin and get some sleep. We can get up early to watch the sunrise. It's even more beautiful at sea than on a mountaintop.
"OK." The boys obediently rose and followed her out.
Leopold also retreated to his cabin, eager to spend as little time as possible with Megan.
Midnight at sea.
The waves rolled and crashed in the vast darkness.
Aside from the night guards and the occasional night owl, everyone was lost in slumber.
Suddenly, a cabin door creaked open.
A woman in pajamas, hair disheveled, stepped out into the night.
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