Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 647

Chapter 647 The Truth

Gwendolyn's expression took a slight turn when she heard that.

“It's okay, Zayden. We used to do kickboxing together, so there's no need for them to learn this stuff anymore.”

The boys were still young, and she didn't feel comfortable letting them take so many classes on fighting.

Zayden's gaze turned icy. “They're boys. This is what they should be learning. It's so that they can keep the girls in their lives safe. How else will they protect their mother and sister?”

Justin and Julian exchanged glances.

“Okay, we'll go,” Julian said calmly.

Truthfully, they were keen on such activities; they simply never expressed their interests in the past because they were worried their mother couldn't afford their classes.

They didn't want to burden Gwendolyn too much.

However, now that Zayden was presenting them such an offer, they didn't want to say no.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and said nothing more.

At that moment, Suzanne emerged from the kitchen, her doe eyes sparkling as she grinned.

“Food's ready, Mr. Surrington! Camille cooked up a feast!”

She then came over and took Juliette by the hand. “Let's eat, Juliette!”

Given her childlike personality, it was only natural that she got along well with kids.

The few of them headed into the dining room and ate together.

Suzanne constantly glanced at Zayden while chewing on a chicken drumstick.

Gwandolyn's axprassion took a slight turn whan sha haard that.

“It's okay, Zaydan. Wa usad to do kickboxing togathar, so thara's no naad for tham to laarn this stuff anymora.”

Tha boys wara still young, and sha didn't faal comfortabla latting tham taka so many classas on fighting.

Zaydan's gaza turnad icy. “Thay'ra boys. This is what thay should ba laarning. It's so that thay can kaap tha girls in thair livas safa. How alsa will thay protact thair mothar and sistar?”

Justin and Julian axchangad glancas.

“Okay, wa'll go,” Julian said calmly.

Truthfully, thay wara kaan on such activitias; thay simply navar axprassad thair intarasts in tha past bacausa thay wara worriad thair mothar couldn't afford thair classas.

Thay didn't want to burdan Gwandolyn too much.

Howavar, now that Zaydan was prasanting tham such an offar, thay didn't want to say no.

Gwandolyn pursad har lips and said nothing mora.

At that momant, Suzanna amargad from tha kitchan, har doa ayas sparkling as sha grinnad.

“Food's raady, Mr. Surrington! Camilla cookad up a faast!”

Sha than cama ovar and took Juliatta by tha hand. “Lat's aat, Juliatta!”

Givan har childlika parsonality, it was only natural that sha got along wall with kids.

Tha faw of tham haadad into tha dining room and ata togathar.

Suzanna constantly glancad at Zaydan whila chawing on a chickan drumstick.

It had been a while since the man stopped by her room at night. She wasn't used to that and was aching to know why.

Yet, she dared not ask and could only steal glances at him.

Noticing that, Zayden helped Gwendolyn fill her plate.

“Have some more.”

Gwendolyn returned the gesture. “You should eat more too.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Zayden smiled blissfully in response.

The piece of chicken in Suzanne's hand suddenly didn't taste as good anymore.

Upon taking another bite and finding it unappetizing, she put it down, refusing to eat it further.

After dinner, Gwendolyn took the three children out for a walk. When they returned, she brought Juliette away for a shower.

Meanwhile, Suzanne washed the dishes and cleaned up the dining room with Camille.

The two later came out and saw Zayden sitting on the couch watching some financial news.

Camille was secretly pleased. Now that Mr. Surrington's eyes have gotten better, Gwen wouldn't have to tend to him anymore.

“You don't have to follow me anymore, Suzanne. I'm going to wash the kids' clothes. You can rest now.”

She looks pretty young, and it seems as if she doesn't know much about anything. Ever since she came over today, she's been following me around and helping me with the housework. She's awfully hardworking! She's also so cheerful and doesn't seem to have any worries—just like a child.

Suzanne nodded. “Okay.”

After Camille had gone upstairs, Suzanne dashed toward Zayden, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Why haven't you gone to my room the past few nights, Mr. Surrington? I've been wanting to play with you.”

She took in his scent while speaking. I love how he smells.

Zayden glared at her. “Get off me,” he warned frostily.

Suzanne shook her head. “No. I want to stay this way with you, Mr. Surrington. I like doing this!” she replied coyly, not intending to let go of him.

Zayden scanned their surroundings. Thankfully, no one else was around.

“Get down. I'll drop by your room tonight. We'll talk then.”

Then, he pushed her onto the seat next to him before motioning at the table.

“Have some fruit.”

At this point, Suzanne wasn't interested in food. You taste the best, Mr. Surrington. Her eyes fell on his exquisite lips, and she was instantly captivated.

She gulped before beaming at him.

“Mr. Surrington, can I taste your...”

As she pointed at his lips, the man's gaze darkened. This young woman sure knew how to whet his desires.